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Judging books by their covers,
Lies and the Lying Liars Dude, Wheres My Country? Whos Looking Out for You? Id like to say something nice about these three covers, and here it is: its kind of refreshing when a designer uses only one typeface. Did each designer use his typeface well? Thats another matter. First of all, its fantastic that Al Frankens book even made it to the stands, as Fox News had sued Franken over the fair and balanced portion of the subtitle of the book. Fortunately, Franken won, and mightily, too: the court suggested that Fox could well lose its trademark status for that phrase. But thats about as much as I can say for this cover. It tries too hard to be clever, and in fact its central statement, that conservatives like Ann Coulter, George W. Bush, Bill OReilly and Dick Cheney are chronic liars, is relegated to the background. It, like the two other covers under review here, falls prey to the unspoken maxim that political-opinion books have to have a photo of the author on the cover. How much better this cover would have been if the television screens were front and center. Instead, here we have Franken, who likes to pose himself satirically as an authority figure (one previous cover has him in a study with books behind him, like a personal-injury lawyer; another has him being inaugurated as president), as the television pundit who will expose these liars.
Then theres Michael Moore, pariah of the left. Of the three books here, this one is clearly the best-looking. The designer must have had a field day, not to mention a sizable budget: it aint cheap to buy one Corbis stock-photo image, let alone three Corbis images plus a Getty image, folks. And the imagery is all pretty typical ham-handedness from Michael Moore: a banner across the Capitol reading LEAVE NO BILLIONAIRE BEHIND, Moore personally bringing down a statue of George W. Bush in the likeness of Saddam Hussein. Its all very well-executed, but that title is nagging me: if Moore is going to satirize the title of a film, namely Dude, Wheres My Car? shouldnt the rest of the book cover follow suit? At the very least, it could have picked up the typography of the film title, but then, that wouldnt have gone well with this cover image. And on the subject of typography, theres something really bothersome about the text on Moores cover, similar but less so on Frankens: outlining. Something that instantly characterizes someone as a bad design client is when the client wants everything to pop more. These clients dont understand that if everything pops, then nothing does. Moores type certainly pops, but at a cost to good typography. Heres a good rule to know about design: just because you can do something doesnt mean its a good idea. In this case, simply that one has the ability in design software to put an outline around letters doesnt mean you should do it. The problem is that if you increase the size of the outline (called a stroke) around a letter, you will end up undermining the shape of that letter for the sake of emphasis. All subtlety and nuance, not to mention the craft of type design, has been sacrificed. A better method is to stroke only the outside of the letter so that the letter itself remains the shape it was meant to be.
In Moores case, the large center stroke strongly indicates that hes willing to obscure subtleties in the name of making a bold statement. Sure, the letters may pop, but so do balloons.
Truthfully, I really only included Bill OReillys book here because I wanted to be fair and balanced with my critiques. I cant say enough bad things about this cover. Its another case where the client apparently wanted the type to pop, and instead of going for the stroke, the designer went for the fake drop shadow. Lordy. If you have the budget, make a real damn shadow. The type itself, besides being a jumble of alignments, is way too large; it makes OReilly look like he has a peanut head. And the way he looks oy vey. With Franken and Moore, at least you can say that Franken has a face that makes you want to chuckle with him, at least a little, and Moore has a certain boyish charm that always seems to say, I cant believe Im still getting away with this shit. But OReilly looks smug and self-satisfied, neither pretty traits. And it sure looks like he could have used an iron. Apparently no ones looking out for Bill OReilly. Thats fine by me, actually. Judgment: We are vain and we are blind/I hate people when theyre not polite.
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