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FELTRINELLI

A STORY OF RICHES, REVOLUTION, AND VIOLENT DEATH

An altogether fine account of a life spent doing good—and, ultimately, evil.

“To die for your ideas is the most radical of fairy tales”: thus the moral of this evocative portrait by the son and heir of Italian publisher and political activist Giangiacomo Feltrinelli.

Feltrinelli père died in 1972 near Milan while apparently trying to blow up a power pylon, an act of disruption in the near-trademark style of his newfound friends in the Red Brigades. He had lived a fairy-tale life, indeed: the heir to a lumber fortune won in the waning days of the Habsburg Empire, Feltrinelli enjoyed every privilege, was pampered by doting relatives—including a mother who was fond of shooting deer from the rear window of her Rolls-Royce—and was groomed to bring even greater fortune to his family. Whereas Giangiacomo’s father was friendly with the fascist regime (if sometimes critical of “Mussolini and his gang of toadies”), Giangiacomo joined the Communist resistance during WWII and emerged in the postwar era as one of Italy’s most capable political organizers. With the blessing of the Communist Party, he founded the publishing imprint that today bears his name, issuing a list of paperbacks that formed a syllabus for would-be radicals; the first titles he published, in 1955, were Bertrand Russell’s The Scourge of the Swastika and Jawaharlal Nehru’s Autobiography. Soon thereafter he acquired rights to Boris Pasternak’s Doctor Zhivago, which would likely never have seen print without Feltrinelli’s efforts; Carlo Feltrinelli’s account of the tangled history of the great novel’s publication is among the best there is and will be of great interest to students of dissident literature. The son writes with affection for his father, though he is at a loss to understand how Feltrinelli evolved from more or less orthodox Communist into terrorist, even while refusing to give up his yachts and nice cars and other perquisites of wealth.

An altogether fine account of a life spent doing good—and, ultimately, evil.

Pub Date: Nov. 1, 2002

ISBN: 0-15-100558-3

Page Count: 352

Publisher: Harcourt

Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Sept. 15, 2002

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THE 48 LAWS OF POWER

If the authors are serious, this is a silly, distasteful book. If they are not, it’s a brilliant satire.

The authors have created a sort of anti-Book of Virtues in this encyclopedic compendium of the ways and means of power.

Everyone wants power and everyone is in a constant duplicitous game to gain more power at the expense of others, according to Greene, a screenwriter and former editor at Esquire (Elffers, a book packager, designed the volume, with its attractive marginalia). We live today as courtiers once did in royal courts: we must appear civil while attempting to crush all those around us. This power game can be played well or poorly, and in these 48 laws culled from the history and wisdom of the world’s greatest power players are the rules that must be followed to win. These laws boil down to being as ruthless, selfish, manipulative, and deceitful as possible. Each law, however, gets its own chapter: “Conceal Your Intentions,” “Always Say Less Than Necessary,” “Pose as a Friend, Work as a Spy,” and so on. Each chapter is conveniently broken down into sections on what happened to those who transgressed or observed the particular law, the key elements in this law, and ways to defensively reverse this law when it’s used against you. Quotations in the margins amplify the lesson being taught. While compelling in the way an auto accident might be, the book is simply nonsense. Rules often contradict each other. We are told, for instance, to “be conspicuous at all cost,” then told to “behave like others.” More seriously, Greene never really defines “power,” and he merely asserts, rather than offers evidence for, the Hobbesian world of all against all in which he insists we live. The world may be like this at times, but often it isn’t. To ask why this is so would be a far more useful project.

If the authors are serious, this is a silly, distasteful book. If they are not, it’s a brilliant satire.

Pub Date: Sept. 1, 1998

ISBN: 0-670-88146-5

Page Count: 430

Publisher: Viking

Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: July 15, 1998

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I AM OZZY

An autobiography as toxic and addictive as any drug its author has ever ingested.

The legendary booze-addled metal rocker turned reality-TV star comes clean in his tell-all autobiography.

Although brought up in the bleak British factory town of Aston, John “Ozzy” Osbourne’s tragicomic rags-to-riches tale is somehow quintessentially American. It’s an epic dream/nightmare that takes him from Winson Green prison in 1966 to a presidential dinner with George W. Bush in 2004. Tracing his adult life from petty thief and slaughterhouse worker to rock star, Osbourne’s first-person slang-and-expletive-driven style comes off like he’s casually relating his story while knocking back pints at the pub. “What you read here,” he writes, “is what dribbled out of the jelly I call my brain when I asked it for my life story.” During the late 1960s his transformation from inept shoplifter to notorious Black Sabbath frontman was unlikely enough. In fact, the band got its first paying gigs by waiting outside concert venues hoping the regularly scheduled act wouldn’t show. After a few years, Osbourne and his bandmates were touring America and becoming millionaires from their riff-heavy doom music. As expected, with success came personal excess and inevitable alienation from the other members of the group. But as a solo performer, Osbourne’s predilection for guns, drink, drugs, near-death experiences, cruelty to animals and relieving himself in public soon became the stuff of legend. His most infamous exploits—biting the head off a bat and accidentally urinating on the Alamo—are addressed, but they seem tame compared to other dark moments of his checkered past: nearly killing his wife Sharon during an alcohol-induced blackout, waking up after a bender in the middle of a busy highway, burning down his backyard, etc. Osbourne is confessional to a fault, jeopardizing his demonic-rocker reputation with glib remarks about his love for Paul McCartney and Robin Williams. The most distinguishing feature of the book is the staggering chapter-by-chapter accumulation of drunken mishaps, bodily dysfunctions and drug-induced mayhem over a 40-plus-year career—a résumé of anti-social atrocities comparable to any of rock ’n’ roll’s most reckless outlaws.

An autobiography as toxic and addictive as any drug its author has ever ingested.

Pub Date: Jan. 25, 2010

ISBN: 978-0-446-56989-7

Page Count: 320

Publisher: Grand Central Publishing

Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Dec. 1, 2009

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