Five recent celebrity memoirs ranked by (self) importance

There seems to be a rule with being rich and/or famous, once you have a certain momentum it is hard to not gather more riches or more fame. Opportunities come with a lot less effort, the hard work of putting yourself out there is already done. How much of their force that a celebrity then puts into that momentum depends on their character, some slap their name on a thing and some try to have a (however small it may be) touch in creation.  

I love reading celebrity memoirs, most of the time they are obvious cash grabs in which we pay more than normal to read their PR about themselves. Some people may be honest and admit they have a ghostwriter, so may be trying to fool us (but surely not themselves), and then there seems to be others (in my experience it seems the comedians dominate this category) who want to prove that they can write a compelling story about their progression in life - all on their own.

Anyway I got five memoirs to rehash, starting with the most offensive and ending with the best, these celebs really had me thinking:

5. Bob Hope is racist, sexist, and xenophobic. I Owe Russia 1200 may be the most offensive book I have read in a long, long, long time. This is the primer for heartless conservative boomers, a way for them to learn how they can insult everyone around them. He admits multiple times to doing yellow face (Mickey Rooney must have asked him for advice), harassed Jayne Mansfield and her husband in the majority of the book, and then tries to do this self deprecating thing that hinges on his weird “I am the lowest of the white males and common man who should be taking instead of joking about taking with these people” outlook. Nothing redeemable in this memoir or celebrity, although it was sad to read that John F Kennedy was still alive at the time he wrote it.

4. Diane Keaton is an intelligent privilege woman, who had the type of upbringing that allowed her to have a mediocre but successful career in Hollywood. I am not a fan, of the movies that she was in that I liked - I attribute it more to the writers and other creatives involved. More so and especially now that I read her memoir Brother & Sister. This comes off as callous and self centered, even though it is suppose to be about why her brother did not have the same success in life as she did. Spoiler: he had mental health issues. Due to the time period and family atmosphere, this went unchecked to the point that he had to self medicate. Aside from her inability to recount anything from his perspective and account for years of his life, she then uses her star power to get him a new organ without considering his diagnosis and his feelings in it all. She is kinder to Woody Allen then she is to her own family. 

3. Lily Allen in My Thoughts Exactly at least tries a little bit more than Diane Keaton. While she does gloss over and try to excuse the claims lobbied at her about how she has appropriated and used the black community, she at least does a better job of addressing it than Paris Hilton or other offenders. 

She is a woman coming from a privileged background, definition of nepo baby, but has the honesty to admit that when her father bought her first recording opportunity it tanked because he did not know what he is doing. She does base her success instead on MySpace and the magic of a certain time period, so some lack of self awareness is involved. But overall as she describes how she was raised, how long it took her to discover her sexuality and self, she let us in on her baby loss, how and why she decided to focus on her children, and the power dynamics in the music industry that leads to sexual abuse and assault, her stalker, and her “breakdown”. She shares a lot, is funny at times, while showing a fallible side to celebrity that is refreshing even if she still has work to do.

2. Alan Cumming has been flexing his writing skills with one man shows and a memoir about his father, a book that I so desperately want to read. While I have not got that memoir just yet, I had the chance to listen to his Audible original (or exclusive?) Legal Immigrant. This format differs from the rest, in that it includes show tunes and songs that fit the little bits centered around his American citizenship process. While this is meant to be humorous, he doesn’t mock the process so much as points out the ease and resources he had as being a successful entertainer looking to emigrate to America. The end includes interviews he did with others whose experiences were different: to show the care and awareness he has about why others choose to leave their country and the difficulties they face. Entertaining, even if it isn’t the most fun topic to discuss. 

1. Quinta Brunson, She Memes Well: Essays, is the more traditional memoir read as of late. As a fan of Abbott Elementary and A Black Lady Sketch Show, I wanted to learn more about a young funny writer who is knocking it out of the park with her success. Though she seems so young and just starting off, to see her movement from a youth working at Apple to a rising star at Buzzfeed, made me realize how much work and subtle influence she had even before I made the effort to recognize her goddessness. Not everyone can be a Quinta, but she makes you feel that you could be a badass version of you. I think this is because her essays have that personal touch: it’s like she was writing just for me and not the hordes of adoring fans she already has.

For the most part upbeat, she keeps it honest even when telling a more surface level anecdote or when she dives in deeper to upsetting and changing life events. I loved learning about her up to that point, and have high hopes that she will continue to woo us with her writing and her ability to make us laugh without resorting to jokes at the expense of others. Bob Hope could never and maybe should pick this up to learn a thing or two about comedy, except I am just realizing he has passed so that would be in the afterlife I guess.

Bad Morman by Heather Gay

I have given myself sometime to think on how the greatest season of any real housewife show has ended and I am ready to discuss Heather Gay.

I am celebrity obsessed and of a certain age in which I attached myself to the real housewife franchises and never plan to let go. I was there to watch Teresa Giudice flip her shit and the table, not flip on her husband and go to jail, and then flip over a new leaf by divorcing him and allowing him to be deported. How was that Trump relationship in the end Teresa, not beneficial? 

I loved the Real Housewives of Miami and then signed up for Peacock so I could get to the reboot.

I was the first to declare the white women on Dallas for being racist, and was not at all shocked when they decided not to renew, as they were trying to avoid valid criticisms on how they women addressed Hispanic and the Asian community on the show. I was sad though, especially since Ramona was a thing. 

I was also sad that Ramona did not get grilled on the couch for how being both the iceberg and the Titanic when it comes to her show’s demise. 

Basically, I am doing the equivalent of “I was there” by LCD Soundsystem, but with the real housewives.

And although I do not have tidbits to drop about my love for Potomac, Atlanta, Beverly Hills, or the international shows, I love them all for their own merits. Except for Orange County, those trashy bitches are lucky to still have a franchise. 

But SLC reigns supreme. Maybe because I have deigned them the SLC Cunts (in combo of indie film of yore SLC Punk). Maybe because the trauma drama that is Mary was overshadowed by the criminal mastermind that is Jen Shah. (The amount of times I have shared the photos of her in prison, on the yard, talking to Elizabeth Thanos, could best be matched up to the serial card trading scene in Addams Family Values, I am that obsessed.) Whatever the reason, these women are serving me the reality tv of my dreams. 

The only way they can make it better is to cut it with the crap in SLC and move to the prison. I believe that the producers know the events of the last season may be the high of the show. How can the keep milking Jen Shah drama without filming in the prison? What will the women do when they can no longer make a monster of Jen or Monica (other than to turn on each other and Mary)? Where do they go from here?

If Bad Morman is any indication, things are about to get boring and more obvious with the product placement. While a quick interesting look into her personality, I think the memoir is more damaging than it is reflective. Heather spends her time letting us in her world, but keeps the reader at a distance in the same manner that she does on screen. For every one step forward, she makes a comment that brings her several steps back.

While admitting her skills and interest in writing, as if to convince us that no ghost writer or help was needed in this book, she also cops to bad plagiarism in the story in which she brags about being published in the newspaper for a poem she stole from famous songs about America (an elementary school tale). Most of her chapter titles were taking from songs meant to set the tone that her “writing” should have done. And with the length of the book, that is a fair amount of not writing and allowing other’s words do the talking for her.

The lack of accountability in the decision making that lead her to her marriage was not unreasonable, being from a conservative and hindering religion I do not understand the intricacies in how she was silenced or stifled. My contestation is that she is at an age and intelligence that I believe if she pushed herself further, she would see some development and can take some insight into what she could have done better. This same attitude and shallowness to her book leads us to her business model of the patient is always right. At Beauty Lab, there is no one to tell if you have gone too far or the medical consequences of adjusting your self esteem with too many procedures, they are there to take your money.

She is so busy selling that she is writer, that she is happy with the ending or her marriage because it was wasted time, that she is happy for her daughter’s freedom while denying herself the same, that the customer is always right, that she is now on a reality show making things happen even when being called inbred looking by a cruel woman of “God”, that she knew the women before they were famous and respected them, so on and so on…That all I can see is a delusional housewife.

From the book and the judgements I have made for the show, the downfall of SLC is that they are all too narcissistic, they believe they are planning Game of Thrones and that their political mechanizations via snappily delivered lines and “well acted” scenes won’t be seen for what they are, and that their flexibility with the truth will only be shown via previous season flashbacks.

I am staying tuned in, and while I would like to think it is at their expense, let’s be real I keep buying into and they keep taking our money. I hope they enjoy the notoriety, they are more successful than I could ever imagine.