I read this book 15 years ago when it came out and I give it 5 stars now, because I remember so much of it, and the celebrity names mentioned. Rarely does a book make such an impression. The other reviewers are spot on with the murkiness of the cautionary tale as told from the authors' viewpoints. They seem damaged souls, but conflicted even as they tell the stories. In some ways they enjoyed some of their experiences. On the other hand, it marked the end of all my celebrity crushes, once and for all, and still makes me ponder the weird sociopathologies that develop among people who can have anything they want. Cheaters, abusers, people who have developed an insatiable appetite for endless thrills of their own imagining.
It is raunchy, and voyeuristic, and not really well written, though it's an easy read. So it also makes me wonder about the fascination on my end with the subject matter. I think of it every single time I hear an Eagles song. I think about it every time I hear about Olivia Newton-John, George Harrison, Vanna White, Lorenzo Lamas. You just think, yuk yuk yuk. . . every time you ever see a reference to any of the men, or their wives, or their ex-wives, forever after! Oddly, there was not much hoopla about the book at the time, and it's just fizzled out of the mainstream. I expected Don Henley and Glen Frey to become pariahs or file a bunch of lawsuits, but apparently either nobody believed the book, nobody cared, or nobody read it.