Robert Crumb, the libidinous underground comix pioneer, had one condition before he agreed to participated in Dan Nadel's ...

The illustrator dredged the depths of his own subconscious—and tapped into something collectively screwy in America.

The underground-comic artist visits the Whitney with his biographer, Dan Nadel, and considers some old friends: his own psychedelic skulls, placemat sketches, and muscly women.

Robert Crumb ... make excuses for Crumb, calling this work “the ugliest vision of white male heterosexuality” while allowing that Crumb’s sexual frankness was a form of self-laceration ...

Nadel draws a vivid portrait of not just Crumb but the Bay Area-based underground ... The Crumbs moved often, which only heightened Robert’s self-identification as a misfit.