Jerry
Stahl is an American novelist and screenwriter. His latest release, Nein,
Nein, Nein! One Man’s Tale of Depression, Psychis Torment, and a Bus Tour of
the Holocaust relieves Stahl’s group tour to concentration camps in Poland and
Germany. He has written a number of novels including Perv:
A Love Story, Plainclothes Naked, I, Fatty,
Pain Killers, Bad Sex on Speed, and Happy Mutant
Baby Pills: A Novel. Stahl
got this start publishing short fiction, winning a Pushcart Prize in 1976 for a
story in the Transatlantic Review. His 1995
memoir Permanent Midnight was adapted into a film starring Ben
Stiller as well as the screenplay for Bad Boys II, starring Will
Smith and Martin Lawrence.
I wrote...
Nein, Nein, Nein!: One Man's Tale of Depression, Psychic Torment, and a Bus Tour of the Holocaust
There's nothing quite like Jerry Stahl’s transgressive fiction (i.e. Permanent Midnight, Bad Sex on Speed, Pain Killers, Perv - A Love Story, etc.) or the movies that he wrote (i.e. Zoolander, Bad Boys II, etc.). He has outdone himself with his new book, Nein, Nein, Nein! One Man’s Tale of Depression, Psychic Torment and A Bus Tour of the Holocaust.
In 2016 with his life-long depression (which started after his father’s suicide when he was a teen) at an all-time high and his career and personal life at an all-time low, he decided to embark upon a two-week guided tour to concentration camps in Poland and Germany. The trip would allow him to confront personal and historical demons, albeit with two dozen strangers on a bus tour.
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'Glorious' Sunday Times 'Laugh-out-loud funny' The Times 'Extraordinary' Observer 'Exceptional' Telegraph 'Electric' New York Times 'Snort-out-loud' Financial Times 'Dazzling' Guardian 'Do yourself a favour and read this memoir!' BookPage
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