"So far in this book no names have been changed to protect the innocent or the guilty, and I don't intend to start now. And Eugene Lieberman was guilty, all right!" Connie writes like she talks, so I can practically hear her telling me these stories.
The book starts out cheerfully with lots of colorful scenes. "When we're young we feel all kinds of emotions more strongly than we ever will again."
I wish she would have written more about her working relationship with Neil Sedaka and Howard Greenfield. There are a few stories here, but no commentary on how their stars rose in conjunction with hers or whether they kept in touch in later years. She also barely talks about her film career, mentioning Where the Boys Are but no details about the shoot and writing the endeavor to star in movies off as a mistake. I grew up hearing Connie Francis songs periodically, but I didn't become a true fan until I saw her in the movies. Her first is her best, but I think all of them are worth seeing if you enjoy her personality, with Looking For Love as the second best.
Unfortunately, Francis went through a lot of heartache in the 70s and 80s, and I'm sure the depression she felt made the time blur together. She was raped by a burglar in her hotel room after a show, her marriage broke up, her brother was murdered by organized crime, and then she had plastic surgery on her nose which ruined her singing ability. Because this book was written in the midst of all this heartache, the end is rather dreary, disorganized and unfulfilling. I want to know what happened to the rapist? Was he ever caught? Was anyone charged in the murder of George? Why would the mob want to wipe him out; did he owe them money?
There are nuggets of wisdom in these pages from an interesting life. “I recently heard— and it makes sense— that the breakdown of a human relationship occurs not so much because the words are misunderstood, but because the silences are misunderstood.”
I enjoyed the book, because it made me feel closer to the woman behind the music, but I was left wanting much more.