Books by Jr. Wood

HOLLYWOOD RAT RACE by Jr. Wood
NON-FICTION
Released: Feb. 1, 1999

The King of the Really Bad Movies reveals the secrets of his, well, success'somewhat inadvertently. Wood is best known as the writer, director, and producer of such instant trash-can liners as Bride of the Monster, That Sinister Urge, Plan 9 from Outer Space, and the never-to-be-forgotten (or forgiven) Glen or Glenda? (a.k.a. "I Changed My Sex"). The subject of an affectionate Tim Burton film that bore his name, Wood was nothing if not persistent in his desire to crack the walls of the Hollywood palace. In this previously unpublished effort, he outlines for all would-be actors and actresses the pitfalls that await them when they go west in search of the cinematic El Dorado. And it is truly a worm's-eye view. Wood manages the singular feat of simultaneously depicting the film industry as a kind of hard-earned nirvana and a cesspool of greasy-handed lechers, quick-buck artists, and con men. He does so in a tortured prose that will be familiar to anyone who has seen one of his films, littered with solecisms, bordering on a kind of hysterical incoherence. ("They never error in their delivery of lines. . . ."; "But the guy had such a dynamic veneer. . . .," to offer two choice examples.) If there is a finite supply of exclamation marks in the world, this book will deplete it. As a period piece that includes advice on cheap hotels at which to stay, it has a certain stupid charm. But if you weren't suffering from "irony fatigue" before, the publication of this curiosity will send you over the edge. Read full book review >
ON BEING WOUNDED by Jr. Wood
HISTORY
Released: Oct. 1, 1991

Taut memoir focusing on Wood's ``lifelong search for a life outside of killing grounds.'' Eddie Wood was everything it takes to make a serious soldier- -18, good with a gun, with a big, tough hard-drinking hero-daddy and a southern lineage going back a century, during which every generation of men bore arms. On the way to battle in WW II, however, he watched a Frenchman shave the head of a naked woman collaborator and glimpsed the face of a teenage girl who knew she would soon be raped. Sent into combat, he was badly wounded, skull and butt, in his first firefight. Here, after detailing these transformative experiences, Wood takes us over the classic American route that got him to the killing grounds, weaving old family letters, his own journals, and the sharp, clear images of his present-tense writing into an uneven but harrowing examination of pain. He doesn't flinch from the details, including his alienation from a mother who accepted war too well and a father transformed from hero to war profiteer. In plain and pointed language he gets right to the heart of the matter for him—how guns, violence and a perversely macho sexuality inescapably suffused his experience, creating the killing grounds of peace. Struggling as an unpublished writer, he slowly declined into divorce, inability to hold a job, and ever-increasing alienation—only to be reborn as a father, MIT graduate, and Washington hustler chasing power and sex down the Beltway in the 70's. All along, Wood keeps his uncompromised eye on the core of violence that he sees as tainting American life in general, and finally emerges as that rare bird, a fighting liberal. Reminiscent of Ron Kovic's Born on the Fourth of July: a fierce, loving, brooding, sometimes awkward book that deals with difficult, unpopular themes head-on. Read full book review >