Book Synopsis(via Goodreads):
Lovable child star by age ten, international teen idol by fifteen, and to this day a perennial pop-culture staple, Corey Feldman has not only spent the entirety of his life in the spotlight, he's become just as famous for his off-screen exploits as for his roles in such classic films as Gremlins, The Goonies, and Stand by Me. He's been linked to a slew of Hollywood starlets (including Drew Barrymore, Vanessa Marcil, and adult entertainer Ginger Lynn), shared a highly publicized friendship with Michael Jackson, and with his frequent costar Corey Haim enjoyed immeasurable success as one half of the wildly popular duo "The Two Coreys," spawning seven films, a 1-900 number, and "Coreymania" in the process. What child of the eighties didn't have a Corey Feldman poster hanging in her bedroom, or a pile of Tiger Beats stashed in his closet?
Now, in this brave and moving memoir, Corey is revealing the truth about what his life was like behind the scenes: His is a past that included physical, drug, and sexual abuse, a dysfunctional family from which he was emancipated at age fifteen, three high-profile arrests for drug possession, a nine-month stint in rehab, and a long, slow crawl back to the top of the box office.
While Corey has managed to overcome the traps that ensnared so many other entertainers of his generation—he's still acting, is a touring musician, and is a proud father to his son, Zen—many of those closest to him haven't been so lucky. In the span of one year, he mourned the passing of seven friends and family members, including Corey Haim and Michael Jackson. In the wake of those tragedies, he's spoken publicly about the dark side of fame, lobbied for legislation affording greater protections for children in the entertainment industry, and lifted the lid off of what he calls Hollywood's biggest secret.
This insomniac's review:
I have a couple of confessions for you, my favorite bookish buds..
1. I read full-on beach trash in the summer to give my weary brain a break.
2. In the 80's I had pictures of BOTH Coreys on my wall...and....I may or may not have kissed them each night before going to bed(shhhhhh....don't tell!). Also, I spent quite a bit of time fantasizing about being Kerri Green- a perky little cheerleader wonder.
Soooo- now that's that's over- to the review!
I expected this book to be a bit(or a lot)douchey.(Yes, douchey is a word-don't mind your spell check.)
However, it was surprisingly down to earth and easy to read. For an 80s child, it was a wondrous romp through a deliciously screwed up celebrityville. I relished every page. I read this book in, like, 4 hours flat. Oh, wondrous beach trash! How lovely thy dishy pages are!
Worth staying up all night to read?
Yep! Dishy goodness!
Rating: 3 stars of trashy loveliness