Wednesday, 20 May 2009
Pas aussi sexy que ils pensent que
In the past I've talked about cheapo paperback houses making the most of France's reputation for literary naughtiness to spruik their shoddy wares. Nobody did this more thoroughly than 'France Books' in the 1960s.
'First American Printing' shouted each of their covers. What this really meant was 'only printing anywhere', but it was obviously hoped that this, plus the French flag logo, would make the poor suckers that made up their readership assume that they were getting some authentic Gallic filth somehow slipped past the American censors.
As you can see, some of their covers were "exclusive" fold-outs. In this case you get to see more of 'Sherri', though she has the unfortunate, unerotic air of a puddingy Eastern European housewife who can't be bothered with this "look sexy for the camera" lark.
Perhaps a historical novel is more your speed?
They also offered helpful sociological advice.
Here are some more, with inept cover art and nonsensical taglines ("Female and fatal... so just seduce me a little." What the fuck?)
Sadly, I can't find cover scans for their other books, which rejoice in titles like Prisoners of Lesbos, Big Mama, Passion Strip, and the bemusing Greeks Had a Sex for It.