The ONLY thing I don't like about this book is the cover art and the fact that it was too short. I wanted more and more and more of Sam and Mitch and Randy too and let's not forget narrator Robert Nieman, he made it all come alive. The hardcore sex was mesmerizing, varied and never boring. The ending put me to tears, it was so damn beautiful. As an erotic fiction writer of amateur status, my abilities will be improved by Heidi Cullinan's command of characters and pace. Bravo, bravo and I want more audibles from Heidi.
Many entertainment autobiographies are boring and self-absorbed. Jerry Lewis comes to mind in that regard. Not so this book. Besides still being a knock-out beauty, Shirley gives us a heartfelt and boldly honest (and yes, at times bawdy) peek into her life, work and loves. If nothing else can be gained from reading this book, it's the horror visited upon the person and family by bi-polar illness. Jack Cassidy and his family were as many were and still are, terrorized by this terrible disease. I was at times moved to tears by her recounting her and her sons' struggles with husband and father, Jack. In my heart of hearts, I believe that Shirley wrote this in part to eulogize Jack Cassidy so that his tragic life would not be lost to entertainment history. It is also a wonderful look into the life of who still is for me the greatest rocker of his times, David Cassidy, Jack's eldest son. Shirley and present day husband Marty Ingels are wonderful together and one would wish the both of them years more of happiness, the same for her sons, especially David. Neither let some reviews who chastise the book for its sexual revelations throw you off the experience of reading this book. It's just Shirley's bad-girl side showing off and it's wonderful indeed. Read and enjoy this rare gem!
I was expecting a riveting, up close and at least semi-personal look at one of the most compelling young ball players in recent memory. Instead, I felt like I was being treated to a row 40 upper deck view of a tiny figure on the ball field I could barely see. Oh, it had lots of unnecessary filler recapping the careers of ballplayers that I have no interest in, distracting at best and even less well enjoyed. The whole thing could have been done in shortened form on Grantlands or some such blog and not muddled up the audible industry with a worthless production. The narration was very good and not at fault for a poor offering.
A technically very well written and superbly narrated piece. Other Amazon reviews have praised and criticized various aspects and deservedly. I appreciated the main character. I related very well to him, sometimes too much! (that is a good thing). I have never read anything else by Ford, this was the first, so that his foray into unusual territories (the pagan thing, the civil war sub-plot, ect) was a pleasant surprise. One review said this was about the protagonist and his father. No, it's not, that's secondary. The story is about a near middle-aged gay man whose trek through life has been far less than expected. He wants more and like many of us, doesn't know if, when or where that's going to manifest. The pagan sub-plot by the way was a bold bit that actually works. I have had a bit of experience in that vein myself, did not work for me, but that's the way she goes. Some of the prose was overly baked and in my view entirely unnecessary and in the beginning nearly caused me to stop the read. Glad I didn't stop, but one star subtracted from the review because of the near miss (LOL). One last thing ... I hope Ford reprises the characters and writes a Part II, I did like it well enough to want more!
The only reason I tried this book was on advice of Boston Globe's Alex Beam's beaming suggestion. He liked this book significantly more than Boys In The Boat. WRONG! Boys In The Boat is a rare triumph, Flat Water Tuesday has nothing much really to do with crew. It is a mundane ordinary tale of teen angst set in a rich boy's east coast boarding school with all too frequent trips forward to more adult angst and dysfunction all of which has been done much better in other tomes. It all gave me the ZZZZZZ's whereas Boys In The Boat had me riveted start to finish. Flat's narration was very good however, but could not rescue an otherwise boring effort. Take my advice, ignore Mr. Beam, read Boys In The Boat and wait for the upcoming movie about same. Methinks Mr. Brown's success in getting his book to the big screen made the Globe's reviewer not a little overly envious.
Never has the heyday of crew racing been so royally described and treated, that and the intense historical backdrop to pre-war Hitler's Germany. What a book! What a story! Get it, read it, enjoy it! The narration is perfection itself, the writing as well. Miramax has already snatched up movie rights and the The Weinstein Company is writing a script as we speak. I'll be first in line to see it!
... most of the subject matter were MSNBC TV rewrites (Rachel Maddow and company). The best part by far was about his mother and the next best about his relationship with his husband. The worst was the advice given to straight couples about this or that, who cares! I'll say one thing, the man can narrate and yes, write. Try your hand at a gay romance novel Dan ... oh, I forgot, you barely like to write. Oh well.
This is a very well intentioned and narrated account of a celebrity life. Garry Marshall is the kind of man that you wished was your father, uncle or grandfather. His live and let-live (or act and let act) attitude and personality are rare, very rare and yet for me there is something kind of odd about it. I guess I don't care too much for looking at another person's rather perfect life and then compare it to my own, makes me feel kind of badly actually. His account of "I met so and so in the Army and they later went on to fame and fortune," happened way too often. Talk about luck or karma or whatever. Make no mistake, I would love to know a guy like Garry Marshall, but absent of that, I really don't care to read about another person's wonderful largely drama and stress free life in a book. It's just not realistic, feels more like a fantasy than a life. I don't wish to offend others by my opinion, much less Mr. Marshall, this is all just my personal look at the thing from my point of view.
The overall content of this book is spectacular if not an entirely unprecedented dissection of the most important election of our times to date. I agree with another reviewer who says that authors should seldom narrate their own material and even though I think Jonathan Alter is in the top five political commentators of the past twenty years, his narration was the weakest part of this audio. And yet, at the end of it, I was so pleased with what I had just listened to, I just shrug and say, "well done sir," but that still does not mean I think he should have done the narration.
Reading this book was like witnessing a violent car accident. You can't turn away, you have to see (read) it through even though in many places you just want to stop and you kind of know in advance that there will be no happy ending and indeed there is not.
The writing style is nothing to "write" home about but one must remember that this book was written in the latter 80's, early 90's for readers' sensibilities back then. It's especially annoying when Mr. Thorson editorializes about gay life and culture using simplistic and hackneyed cliches that are entirely laughable now-a-days.
The narration by Peter Berkrot was spectacular. One felt one was listening to Thorson in person, and the narrator's vocal inflections of Mr. Liberace are worth any downside that the rather bland narrative otherwise presents.
As for the actual events and behaviors presented by the book of Mr. Thorson's life with Lee Liberace and what to think of them, it would be unfair to judge either party. There was presented enough nauseating dysfunction for both men to last ten families ten lifetimes.
In the end, I felt very sad for Mr. Thorson. I believe to this day that he still loves Lee Liberace and will die doing so. It's just such a shame that people have to go through this soft of thing as it affects them until their death. Best of luck to Mr. Thorsen. Rest in peace, Mr. Liberace.
Superbly written and the superb narration enhanced the writing. The ONLY part of the book I will take issue with is opening up yet another conspiracy theory touting more than one gunman for JFK's assassination. I will admit that the book does give a fascinating motivation for killing Jack Kennedy, one that I had not thought of nor have ever read in any other of the thousands of books and various accounts over the decades. I guess in some ways, the authors of this book had to address the issue given the good doctor's rare proximity and relationship to JFK, so I guess I have to forgive its conclusions. I salute the book for exposing the "good ol' days" as not at all so good. So many celebrities, so drug affected. Many might blame the doctor, forget that. Personal responsibility is something that has always plagued human beings from the dawn of time. Take some responsibility for yourself, stop blaming others and man up, cowards!! Anyway, this is a book that should not be missed by those who love the micro-history of the past.
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