For such a colorful and impactful person, the book is pretty much a tangled dud. The three stars are due to Cole Porter's own dazzling, complicated, and erratic personality more than to the way that this biography was told. One star might be because Cole Porter is a midwestern boy (Peru, Indiana), and I have some friends and family in the Heartland who I miss.
I really like the big musicals, both on stage and on film. These, and the hedonistic Porter legend, should be ample enticement to dig deeper into his life. Because Porter's music is so important to these genres, when I saw the book at the thrift store I picked it up. I started it soon after seeing the biopic De-Lovely, but got slogged down and set it aside until COVID-19 allowed for dedicated times of extended reading. That it took six days to read is some indication of my lack of enthusiasm for the book. Problematic for this author is that I had read two excellent biographies earlier in the pandemic, and author McBrien simply isn't in the league of that author -- by comparison, he pales.
Giving McBrien the benefit of the doubt, it could have been that he was so immersed in Porter's life and lifestyle that he simply became such a master that he assumed that his readers were similarly knowledgeable (but then why would we buy his book?). Then, the failure lies with his editor, who coulda/shoulda reined him in with the blue pencil.
My stylistic objections include:
*the parade (after parade, after parade) of name-dropping as to attendees at this party, that premiere, this cruise, that collaboration, this dinner, that boyfriend, etc. It was baffling to keep any of this organized. It was McBrien's practice to often drop in names without any context. For example, Diana Vreeland is named six times, from early in Porter's life to near the end...so, fairly frequently; while her name is familiar to me, I couldn't tell you if she was an actress, a model, a singer, a critic, or otherwise, and McBrien never reveals this either. This absence of contextual identification occurred repeatedly with and countless friends and acquaintances in Porters life. Help me out, Mr. McBrien! Who ARE these people, and why should I care that they were invited to the show's after-party? Another person: Bricktop, mentioned nine times from early until late. She is prefaced by "singer" and is never even identified by other than this nickname. Do you know who she is? [She lived a remarkable, colorful, and long life in her own right, and I want to know more about her!] Why is McBrien so secretive? Maybe he's just not that able as a biographer...or we can blame his editor again.
* Of the people of whom McBrien did elaborate, they popped in so suddenly that I had to go back a few paragraphs to figure out their import. I started (trying) to keep track of them on a piece of paper with arrows and notes regarding how they connected with each other. But the author should have helped readers like me. I didn't try to keep track of Porter's lovers; it seems like they came, stayed for awhile, and then disappeared like phantoms after Porter tired of them.
* There were plenty of photos. The photographs were poorly placed. Commonly, they were on the page after the anecdote or person was introduced. An especially egregious example was a phot of Cole on a donkey (dated 1955) which appeared near the end of the book after Cole's death (1964) without any reference whatsoever why it was there. It would have been better to have them on the same page as the story and I checked, that appeared to be easily managed. Put the "donkey" photo eleven years earlier when he was on the trip. Or, because these people jump in and out of Porter's life, put all the photos in pages in the middle of the book so that readers can refresh their memory easily -- just what DID his pal Monty Woolley look like? Or Again, that's likely the editor's fault, but the review is of the book. The photos are arranged as to be less helpful than they might be.
* There was very, very little of context for anything happening elsewhere in the country or the world while Porter was doing his thing in California, New York, ore elsewhere. For one example, Porter is in the midst of his excruciating pain in the mid-fifties -- early sixties. What else is happening, and where? Maybe, uh, the Vietnam f-ing War... To be fair, McBrien did mention WW2 in context in that the lads at Porter's California pool parties, one of his lovers, were in the armed forces and he interacted with them while they were on leave from service. Generally, however, from this biography one would think that the entire world revolved Cole Porter -- maybe it did, from Porter's point of view.
* The book ended with a thud. Porter, after a lingering and debilitating series of illnesses, dies. He is buried. The book is over. What???!!! Where is the chapter that lends some closure to the story? A logical and pleasing concluding chapter would have summarized Cole Porter's impact on the American Songbook and the world of musical theater. Instead, McBrien gives us the Index. Thud.
Now, to find that biography of Bricktop.