The Ultimate sting

Written by Holly and Shirley Yanez

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It makes for an interesting, intriguing read that stretches beyond every page with breathlessly entertaining yarns. This straightforwardly funny, captivatingly offbeat, full blown, quirky page-turner leavesrepparttar reader in stitches. Humor is something we could all use more of in our lives, especiallyrepparttar 136593 kind of British satire found on every page withinrepparttar 136594 four chapters of this little pink treasure. One liners galore,repparttar 136595 idiots,repparttar 136596 arrogant Hollywood agents,repparttar 136597 ladies of loose virtues,repparttar 136598 self centered celebrity and on and on. A candid display of so many of Hollywood’s characters isrepparttar 136599 magic formula that makes this book, an all time favorite, wittiest, funniest laugh out loud tale of true passion, persistence and probably to much pot smoking. It’s a memoir, a travel guide, a “how to” Hollywood and an unorthodox, read betweenrepparttar 136600 lines, attack on ego Freud would be proud of but most of all it’s an enchanting and captivating rollercoaster ride with two people who live each day as if it were their last, inrepparttar 136601 front seat. Sometimesrepparttar 136602 irreverent sarcasm is overstated and sometimes it hits you inrepparttar 136603 face but you will laugh fromrepparttar 136604 second you pick it up torepparttar 136605 moment you put it down.

The Britsh authors of Looking for Harvey Weinstein

No Stars for the Eclipse

Written by Robert Levin

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What’s more, we can be reasonably certain thatrepparttar popular denouement ofrepparttar 136559 “happy ending”—the product of an inevitable backlash—would never have been developed.

So while it’s often, for me, like feeling obliged to respect whatever that was that Marcel Marceau used to do, even as you knew that one more minute of it and your lungs were going to erupt with blood, I’m more than prepared to honorrepparttar 136560 “Old Master’s” achievements. It’s just that I’m not what you’d call a huge fan. What puts me off most’s His LORDLY attitude. I could forgive Him a lot—yes, even those tedious revivals of His wind-and-water specials that take out half a state—were He less disdainful of His audience, less willfully opaque and ambiguous. I know this “mysterious ways” thing is a cornerstone of His persona and I can understand His reluctance to give it up. But, bordering onrepparttar 136561 pathological, His aversion to making His meanings known is wearing a little thin, don’t you think?

I’ll allow that, however disappointing it may be, it’s ultimately of small consequence when He mounts a shoddy eclipse. But it’s something else again when, for one especially egregious example, He leaves you to blow out all your circuits trying to figure just where Hannity and Colmes fit intorepparttar 136562 notion that if you’re onrepparttar 136563 planet it’s for a reason.

Former contributor to The Village Voice and Rolling Stone. Coauthor and coeditor, respectively, of two collections of essays about rock and jazz in the '60s: "Music & Politics" and "Giants of Black Music."

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