This biography is one of the most graphic & candid that I’ve ever read. The details that are offered suggest that the author knew Brando well, which I’ve read in his autobiography. The image of Brando that emerges is at times clownish, noble, silly, & all too consumed with sex.
I gave this book three stars. I did find the information about Fiores relationship with Brando in the early years somewhat interesting , but the more I read it became apparent that the book was less about an "untold story of Brando's private life" and more of a gossipy narrative about how much of a prick Brando was to the author. Anyone who knows anything about Brando knows he wasn't a saint. Many memoirs and biographies all paint the picture of an angry, sex addicted manipulator who would turn his back on you in a heartbeat. I don't know why but I was kind of expecting more than that in this book. Silly me. Despite this, I can say it was entertaining and I learned something new.
An interesting read. I enjoyed the book, though a lot of personal (but probably true) things were revealed in it, that Marlon probably didn't appreciate. In fact, I think he even mentions it in "Brando: Songs My Mother Taught Me," advising his readers not to buy this piece of trash filled with lies. Lies or not, it was an entertaining (though filthy) read. I loved Marlon before and I still love him after reading this book that paints him in a less than impressive light.