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We were raised on the New Yorker - apart from its weekly delivery, our house was full of books like Brendan Gill's Here at the New Yorker, collections of Peter Arno cartoons, etc. - and we're of the opinion that it's still the best general interest magazine going, so when we heard about The Complete New Yorker Portable Hard Drive, we pretty much came in our Calvins. It's the magazine's entire contents (well, through April of this year) stored on a device that's about the size of a pack of Phillies blunts. We were provided with a review unit, and we took it out for a spin.
It's searchable by author/artist, department, year, and issue, and, if you're a fan, you'll spend hours playing around with it. You want to read A.J. Liebling's 1962 profile of Sonny Liston? It's there. Want to take a look back at Andy Logan's peerless City Hall coverage? They've got it. (RELATED: David Remnick, you need to find a new Andy Logan and bring back "Around City Hall.") Curious about how Elizabeth Wurtzel reviewed U2's Achtung Baby? ("In recent years, some of the most exciting and vital - as well as contradictory and irritating - popular music has come from Ireland: spirited doses of drunken jigs and Hibernian rhythm and blues combined with a glum, deadly serious outlook conditioned by potato famines, civil war, the I.R.A., hunger strikes, Bobby Sands, Bloody Sunday.") We wouldn't advise it, but you can. The archive presents all the issues as actual scans of the page, and some of the fun involves looking at the period ads alongside the text. We are by no means technically savvy, but installation was about as simple as it could be (in contrast to the earlier "Complete New Yorker " DVD set, which requires constant switching of discs, etc.). In fact, the only drawback about this thing is its not-insignificant $300 price tag. Depending on your level of New Yorker fandom, you may not be willing to drop a chunk of change like that on a product that, let's face it, will probably be obsolete in a couple of years when they invent a chip that you can implant in your brain, but if you have the ardor (and the resources) we're pretty sure you won't be disappointed.
The Complete New Yorker Portable Hard Drive [New Yorker Store]