Kathy Griffin je svoju autobiografiju Official Book Club Selection reklamirala gdje je stigla i uspjela je – naručili smo je, pročitali i, naravno, uživali.
Griffin je opisala svoj put od neugledne djevojčice koja se od školskih nasilnika naučila braniti humorom, do poznate komičarke koja kruh zarađuje ismijavajući hollywoodske zvijezde. Govorila je i o ozbiljnijim stvarima, uključujući i priču o starijem bratu – pedofilu. Otvoreno je pisala o vlastitom promiskuitetu, o propalom braku i nizu drugih, s komedijom nespojivih stvari. Čitava je knjiga, bez obzira na nešto ozbiljnija poglavlja, jako zabavna i pisana u prepoznatljivom stilu njezinih stand up nastupa. Uostalom, sam naslov knjige udara u američku svetinju, Oprah Winfrey, pa ako ni iz jednog drugog razloga – knjigu bi trebalo pročitati makar zbog toga što je Griffin rijetko hrabra žena koja želi slavu i novac, ali bez ulizivanja. (7.8/10)
The reality is, when you’re the sidekick, you do the wisecracks. That’s it. There was no very special Vicky episode in my future. And I didn’t want that, anyway. But that always blew me away about pretty actresses and models. To this day, when I run into them, they’ll be a little bitchy toward me if I get the laugh on the set. Really, gals? It’s not enough that every statistic shows you can get a job easier then I can, that every guy wants you, and that the world is easier for you in a multitude of ways?
I just want my dick jokes.
(Brooke Shields, Don’t Read This)***
Britney Spears is someone who may never be out of bounds, she’s such a delicious font of crazy. I’ve met her a couple of times, and I can safely say, she’s dumb as a stick. I wish I could say there was a side of Britney you don’t know about, that really she’s a Rhodes scholar who hides her love of classical music and French literature because it doesn’t go with her image. The truth is, she’s a complete moron, and I’m suprised she can even function.
(Fanning Flames in Hollywood, and Yes I Mean Dakota)
