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One expects gossip, self obsessed banter and endless justification about his sexual encounters and escapades. This book is, on the contrary, a delightful surprise, one that astounds by its sincerity and candid quality. It is such a literary pleasure one can hardly put it down. Everett clearly achieves in his writing what he claims has escaped him in show biz: perfection, in the form of masterful, eloquent yet tranquil writing. The contrast is both hard hitting and fascinating: while Everett describes the whirlwind of a cross atlantic show bizz career and spans the excesses of the 80s and 90s, he shows a distance, maturity and togetherness few auto-bibliographies ever even target. It's… Read more
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5 of 6 people found the following review helpful
The prose is worked with precision that makes continuous, but subtle, self-reference to Henry James' art; the themes are interwoven and all-encompassing but approached with an impressionist skill that allows the canvas of Thatcher's England of the early 80s to be perfectly and acurately drawn but with unnoticeable workmanship; the hero, Nick, carries with him and brings to a phenomenal yet human apothéose the 20th century notion of protagonist that is neither hero nor anti-hero: he is what most people were in 80s Britain: too lost to apply values. Behind it all, a philosophical attempt, not just as theme but a true quest of the author, to define Beauty. An amazing amazing piece of… Read more
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