It's funny how the book starts with the chapter about Sammy's autobiography, Yes I Can. It talk of how the polished stack of mistruths was thrown together to glorify Sammy. But, this book, revealing many of his flaws, still makes him out to be a truly loving soul and probably one of the greatest entertainers we will see for many many years.
This book does show that Connelly is a great newspaper writer, but reading a series of newspaper articles is not as interesting as reading an in-depth book. Some of the stories are famous cases and all of them are interesting and well written scraps of journalism, but you don't get much else. Perhaps if more was said about what sort of legwork went into each piece, maybe a story or two about the actual writing of the story from Connelly would have made this a much more satisfying read.
I picked this up after hearing my parents ignorant baby boomer friends complain about out-sourcing. I felt this book gave a pretty good picture of the shape of the world we live in and made me feel regret that I never finished my engineering degree.
Basically, if you're the type of person that gets excited about sales at certain department stores, this is an exciting adventure for you. It starts out great, an account of a rape/murder victim in her first-person after her death. The only thing is nothing really interesting happens to anyone she watches over. I have to gather that the author had some real writing skills yet hasn't really had much life experiences. I put this down somewhere near the end. I really didn't care what happend...
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