The Ragman's Son
3 journalers for this copy...
I do read a fair number of bios of classic-movie people. The kind I like best are the ones that give a lot of inside dope on the old movies we can watch today on video or cable. An excellent example of that kind would be Mary Astor's "A Life on Film." The kind I like least are those that just barely mention the movies, but concentrate on the star's boring love life a.k.a. sex life. A bad example of that kind would be Shelley Winters' "Shelley." Since most of those involved are now either dead or at least out of the public eye, why should I care?
This one is somewhere in between those extremes. It does have enough about the movies that it held my interest on one reading. However, I doubt that I'd ever want to read it again. And I have a dirty suspicion that Douglas is not being quite honest even about his sex life. It seems that he was a very bad boy with the ladies right up to the time he married his second (and current at the time of writing the book) wife. After that, nothing. Sugar-coating, anyone? Also, Douglas's co (ghost) writer on the book project does get a paragraph in the acknowledgements but no title-page credit; that's rather distasteful.