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WHO THE HELL’S IN IT

PORTRAITS AND CONVERSATIONS

Often engaging, but lacks the consistent depth and keen judgment of John Kobal’s People Will Talk (1986). (120 photos)

Following up Who the Devil Made It (1997), a solid collection of pieces about directors from film’s Golden Age, Bogdanovich presents a series of uneven takes on film stars he has known.

The director of The Last Picture Show, etc., here attempts to enshrine 27 actors he has worked with or known, whose candlepower, he fears, is dimming with time. A strong writer, Bogdanovich creates sharp images of such famous stars as James Cagney, Lauren Bacall, James Stewart, and Henry Fonda, but also pays just tribute to the less well-known Ben Gazarra and John Cassavetes. The author, who’s done some acting himself, ably captures his subjects at work, as in his descriptions of Jack Lemmon on a soundstage in Irma La Douce. But some of Bogdanovich’s enthusiasms seem misplaced. His adoring, 75-page profile of Jerry Lewis is especially irksome for the comic’s self-serving, foul-mouthed remarks. Bogdanovich’s selection of River Phoenix and Sal Mineo as “great names of the past” is questionable, and he does not always tell a full story. He brushes aside “rumors” that Mineo, Cary Grant, and Anthony Perkins were bisexual or gay, overlooking or ignoring considerable documented evidence that Mineo and Perkins, at least, had many gay relationships, and that, more importantly, their sexual orientations may have shaped their lives. The author’s inclusion of many tales from his own life is sometimes irritating, sometimes fascinating. His frequent mentions of Cybill Shepherd wear thin, but his stories about Marlon Brando, Stella Adler, and the Actors Studio evoke the vital New York theater of the 1950s. Inside this anthology, an autobiography is trying to get out.

Often engaging, but lacks the consistent depth and keen judgment of John Kobal’s People Will Talk (1986). (120 photos)

Pub Date: Sept. 24, 2004

ISBN: 0-375-40010-9

Page Count: 560

Publisher: Knopf

Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: July 1, 2004

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JUST KIDS

Riveting and exquisitely crafted.

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Musician, poet and visual artist Smith (Trois, 2008, etc.) chronicles her intense life with photographer Robert Mapplethorpe during the 1960s and ’70s, when both artists came of age in downtown New York.

Both born in 1946, Smith and Mapplethorpe would become widely celebrated—she for merging poetry with rock ’n’ roll in her punk-rock performances, he as the photographer who brought pornography into the realm of art. Upon meeting in the summer of 1967, they were hungry, lonely and gifted youths struggling to find their way and their art. Smith, a gangly loser and college dropout, had attended Bible school in New Jersey where she took solace in the poetry of Rimbaud. Mapplethorpe, a former altar boy turned LSD user, had grown up in middle-class Long Island. Writing with wonderful immediacy, Smith tells the affecting story of their entwined young lives as lovers, friends and muses to one another. Eating day-old bread and stew in dumpy East Village apartments, they forged fierce bonds as soul mates who were at their happiest when working together. To make money Smith clerked in bookstores, and Mapplethorpe hustled on 42nd Street. The author colorfully evokes their days at the shabbily elegant Hotel Chelsea, late nights at Max’s Kansas City and their growth and early celebrity as artists, with Smith winning initial serious attention at a St. Mark’s Poetry Project reading and Mapplethorpe attracting lovers and patrons who catapulted him into the arms of high society. The book abounds with stories about friends, including Allen Ginsberg, Janis Joplin, William Burroughs, Sam Shepard, Gregory Corso and other luminaries, and it reveals Smith’s affection for the city—the “gritty innocence” of the couple’s beloved Coney Island, the “open atmosphere” and “simple freedom” of Washington Square. Despite separations, the duo remained friends until Mapplethorpe’s death in 1989. “Nobody sees as we do, Patti,” he once told her.

Riveting and exquisitely crafted.

Pub Date: Jan. 19, 2010

ISBN: 978-0-06-621131-2

Page Count: 304

Publisher: Ecco/HarperCollins

Review Posted Online: June 24, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Dec. 1, 2009

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BETWEEN THE WORLD AND ME

NOTES ON THE FIRST 150 YEARS IN AMERICA

This moving, potent testament might have been titled “Black Lives Matter.” Or: “An American Tragedy.”

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The powerful story of a father’s past and a son’s future.

Atlanticsenior writer Coates (The Beautiful Struggle: A Father, Two Sons, and an Unlikely Road to Manhood, 2008) offers this eloquent memoir as a letter to his teenage son, bearing witness to his own experiences and conveying passionate hopes for his son’s life. “I am wounded,” he writes. “I am marked by old codes, which shielded me in one world and then chained me in the next.” Coates grew up in the tough neighborhood of West Baltimore, beaten into obedience by his father. “I was a capable boy, intelligent and well-liked,” he remembers, “but powerfully afraid.” His life changed dramatically at Howard University, where his father taught and from which several siblings graduated. Howard, he writes, “had always been one of the most critical gathering posts for black people.” He calls it The Mecca, and its faculty and his fellow students expanded his horizons, helping him to understand “that the black world was its own thing, more than a photo-negative of the people who believe they are white.” Coates refers repeatedly to whites’ insistence on their exclusive racial identity; he realizes now “that nothing so essentialist as race” divides people, but rather “the actual injury done by people intent on naming us, intent on believing that what they have named matters more than anything we could ever actually do.” After he married, the author’s world widened again in New York, and later in Paris, where he finally felt extricated from white America’s exploitative, consumerist dreams. He came to understand that “race” does not fully explain “the breach between the world and me,” yet race exerts a crucial force, and young blacks like his son are vulnerable and endangered by “majoritarian bandits.” Coates desperately wants his son to be able to live “apart from fear—even apart from me.”

This moving, potent testament might have been titled “Black Lives Matter.” Or: “An American Tragedy.”

Pub Date: July 8, 2015

ISBN: 978-0-8129-9354-7

Page Count: 176

Publisher: Spiegel & Grau

Review Posted Online: May 5, 2015

Kirkus Reviews Issue: July 1, 2015

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