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The Vancouver novelist (Generation X, Hey Nostradamus!) and visual artist has curated a second immensely readable, highly entertaining, and even fun-for-the-whole-family follow-up to his first Souvenir of Canada. The mini-essays include Coupland's thoughts on the now sadly defunct Eaton's catalogue (all the models, he writes, look as though they have been "seemingly selected at random from the White Pages") as well as such uniquely Canadian identifiers as treeplanters, the Royal Bank's "scary bank calendar," treeplanters, and what he calls "Canada's one true national art form," indignant letters to the editor. Souvenir 2 also benefits from Coupland's unique visual perspective. The longest essay in the book illustrates numerous interior photos of a house he was commissioned to remodel to reflect Canadian identity.
But turns disturbing, enlightening, and humourous, Souvenir of Canada 2 accomplishes exactly what it sets out to do--it makes the reader look at "Canadianness" with new eyes--and with a bonus. Two essays, one on Terry Fox and another an anecdote drawn from Coupland's youth, add an emotional underpinning to the book that, as corny as it may sound, might actually cause the Canadian reader's breast to swell with pride. And that's no joke. --Shawn Conner
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Book Description
Douglas Coupland gets Canada, and he has set out to re-invent his country with his particular brand of insight, humour and visual acuity.
Heartfelt homage to Terry Fox. Nanaimo bars for the soul. Unforgettable railway images revealing the country's historic central nervous system. Startling photography from Chris Gergley, Ed Burtynsky, Geoffrey James, Roberta Bondar and many more. And a fetching double-headed Canada goose which will forever change the way you look at hunting decoys.Souvenir of Canada created a sensation when it was published July 1st, 2001. A stubby dominated the country's best-seller lists for months, and made the front pages of every major Canadian newspaper.
Souvenir of Canada 2 picks up where its predecessor left off. As with the best jazz, the riffs are fresh, never quite predictable, and full of delicious rhythm and subtle humour. This book is packed full of powerfully resonant images, and unexpected juxtapositions that reveal a new Canada, one at home in a new century. No lighthouses, grain elevators or teepees here.
Only a country as experimental and unexpected as Canada could inspire a book as eclectic and wonderful as this one.
(20061201)