In a Hollywood where ""Nearly everyone is eaten alive"" the gossip columnists are the fattest cats in town. And chewing up...

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CONFESSIONS OF A HOLLYWOOD COLUMNIST

In a Hollywood where ""Nearly everyone is eaten alive"" the gossip columnists are the fattest cats in town. And chewing up and chewing out reputations here is ""the last of the unholy three"" (Parsons, Hopper, Graham) living up to her epitaph as she explains why nobody loved that Funny Girl Streisand during the movie while co-star Omar ""would make love to a lamppost if it were a female lamppost."" Similarly, ""One thing you have to say for Warren Beatty--he always keeps an open bed."" Then there's the Cary Grant/Dyan Cannon mess; Spencer Tracy as Katherine Hepburn's ""dipsomaniac""; the degeneration of Marlon Brando; how Sinatra got his comeuppance-Mia-oh-my; the summary saga of Ronald Reagan--""Progress is his least important product""; why Sean Connery hates the man who had him Bonded; the 100% wholesomeness of the unassailable Julie Andrews; Paul Newman's compulsion to tell the truth; the feuding Fondas and the terrible tempered twins Burt and Kirk. And more. . . ""Film actors are ordinary people"" more to be pitied than calumniated in this kind of exposure.

Pub Date: March 31, 1969

ISBN: N/A

Page Count: -

Publisher: Morrow

Review Posted Online: N/A

Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 1969

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