I’ve recently started collecting issues of Playboy from the 1970s. A local shop has a big selection of vintage issues in near-mint condition for 4 bucks apiece and I have been buying them up like crazy. This is the first time in my life that I’ve ever read magazines from that era; I don’t read magazines very much in general, except for Maxim and FHM (back in high school) and the occasional Rolling Stone. I’ve got to say, I am just stunned by the level of quality of these 70s Playboys.
I could go on for a long time about all kinds of things that make them so special, but it’s late, so I’ll try to summarize it.
The layout of the magazine. The letters to the editor are arranged so simply and effectively. The articles open with a big interesting first page with unique artwork, sometimes printed on heavier and thicker paper. The ads are integrated into the text tastefully.
The wonderful aesthetic of it. I just love the way things looked in the 70s. The women, of course, were sexy, but also the men were well-dressed and dapper, the cars were stylish, and there was just this wonderfully un-ironic honesty about everything. They were blatantly trying to sell you a lifestyle, an image, of how a hip swinging 70s man should be like, but they were so HONEST about it. I just love that, having been raised in an era of unrelenting chicanery in advertising, and fucking cryptic, pretentious ads that are impossible to decipher.
That’s another thing, the advertisements. They actually make me WANT TO BUY the product being advertised. Why? Because the Playboy ads of the 70s just show a simple photo of what the product looks like (usually accompanied by a mustachioed man and his sexy girlfriend) and then, for Christ’s sake, gives an effective and detailed description of what the product does and what its features are. It seems like such a simple formula and yet the advertisements of today are totally obtuse and not in touch with the viewer at all. These 70s ads on the other hand, whether they be for cars, cologne, underwear, stereos, whatever - there is just something friendly about them, and honest. “Hey, here’s this product. It’s really neat and nifty; it had a lot of great features. Let me tell you about all the different features it has. It can do this. It can do that. Etc, etc.” The text practically dominates the ad, and it’s better that way. More informative.
The articles are fascinating. In my 1973 issue I’ve read about Watergate, about the rise of “Porno Chic” - there’s a fascinating feature on organized crime in the early 1900s, in the vein of “Gangs of New York”, very scholarly and engaging; there’s a long and very in-depth interview with David Halberstam (who my dad actually met and befriended, back when he was a grad student at Yale) about American politics. I know it’s become a big joke - “I get it for the articles” - but, Jesus, the articles in the Playboy of the 70s are better than the articles in the Time and Newsweek of 2009! And there’s this hip sensibility to everything, a kind of edginess that I guess was a product of “new journalism”.
The cartoons, also - the cartoons are just hilarious. Those old cartoons - some of them by guys like Gahan Wilson, who later became very famous - are so raunchy and absurd, it’s impossible not to laugh at them…and they’re like, on every other page! And they’re so colorful too, and drawn with this really flashy 70’s style that I am just a huge sucker for.
In short - I think this magazine, at least during its heyday, is an absolute masterpiece, and I salute Hugh Hefner for bringing all of this creative talent together and producing such an incredible magazine. This is a big part of America’s culture and it’s a landmark of free speech as well, and I am hoping that future generations will look back at it and appreciate it for what it is, and not dismiss it as some mindless rag that their great-grandpa used to whack off to.