In his first book, National Post columnist Scott Feschuk offers a hilarious, satirical take on trends in television and our peculiar obsession with the famous, the infamous, and the nature of Tom Cruise’s sexuality. Searching for Michael Jackson’s Nose romps through the birth and the future of reality television, takes readers to the all-star parties thrown each summer by the major American television networks, and makes the case that what the world needs now is more – yes, more! – showbiz award shows. It pokes fun at Hollywood’s rich and renowned, and also at Steve Guttenberg. It both applauds and skewers our intensifying fascination with the profoundly inconsequential: tribal councils, celebrity interviews, the crude romantic exploits of bachelors and bogus millionaires. And it takes us on a tour through the prevailing popular culture of the twenty-first century, with stops at the Starship Enterprise, Britney Spears, Sesame Street, the Oscars, Pamela Anderson, a naked Billy Baldwin, and the everchanging facial topography of the King of Pop.
