SOURCE: "Strictly Perelman," in The New York Times Book Review, July 2, 1944, p. 6.

In the following review, Welty positively assesses the satire, parody, and wordplay of Perelman's Crazy Like a Fox.

This looks like the unholy work of only one man. Reader, S. J. Perelman has struck again.

"Great, fatuous booby that I was"—these are the words of Perelman himself—"I imagined advertising would be destroyed from the outside. It won't; it's going to bubble and heave and finally expire in the arms of two nuns, like Oscar Wilde." Not if S. J. Perelman can help it, it won't. In fact, here lies the body before us now, with a sign left pinned to its jacket saying "Crazy Like a Fox."

Advertising is not the only victim of this man. With his Dyak-like tread he has crept up on the movies, on Corn, on Jitter-bugging, Bee-keeping, Fashion, then...