The hottest compendium of inter-generational scandal in the history of Hollywood. An overview of exhibitionism, sexuality, and sin as filtered through 85 years of Hollywood indiscretion. As they were unfolding, the events described within this book were known only within Hollywood's most decadent cliques. All of that has changed with the release of this book.From bisexual Elvis to cover-ups of murder, from the scandals of Hollywood's Golden Age to the Hollywood of Here and Now. It's all here. Vivid, Candid, Sizzling. To those who love her, Hollywood was and is a gossipy, mendacious (Big Daddy's word), and whorish place that remains captivating despite the passage of time. In this, an updated new spin on Hollywood as Babylon, it's depicted at its sleaziest, most venal, and most deliciously unseemly. This monumentally exhaustive collection of sins, foibles, failings, and sexual adventures is the ultimate guilty pleasure-and publisher Blood Moon pledges that it's merely Volume One. --Books To Watch Out For
More garbage from the trash duo of Porter and Prince. Don't know how I ended up with a copy, obviously had more money than sense at the time. Full of nonsense, sloppily put together and just downright silly. Just another example where you can write outrageous things about (mostly) deceased celebrities and laugh all the way to the bank. Pity the writers couldn't keep their masturbatory thoughts to themselves, instead of wasting our valuable forests.
Granted there is always a curiosity factor with this type of book but with so many fine film books out there containing interesting facts about personalities, and maybe a little "dirt", without resorting to all this unsubstantiated tripe.
I need a 'garbage shelf' to catalogue this one, before it ends up in the charity bin.
I throughly enjoyed this read these entertainers people worship hide some dark twisted secrets, and if this type of sh*t was going on then, imagine how it is now smh .. this book is basically like a celebrity gossip magazine but Uncut. Trust ull be shocked.
Every bit of second-hand pandering gossip ever uttered by the uninformed, spiteful, or inconsiderate glopped together and presented as tarnished truth. The biggest waste of my time since dating that girl who always brought her friend, her friend's kids, or her sister with her on dates back in college. While that was awful, this was even worst. Leave this book in the gutter.
GARBAGE! I don't know what I was expecting. On the outset it seems very interesting and attention grabbing, maybe you'll find a story about your favorite actor you never knew, but once you about halfway in and realize you've only been reading hearsay about actor's manhoods and possible homosexual trysts (literally nothing else other than those topics), you start to feel sad and dirty. Yes, it's tabloid trash, but it's supposed to be tabloid trash. The biggest issue with this book is that there is no substance, nothing to verify any of the outlandish claims and all of it is put together in a sloppy mess like the ramblings of a perverted gay psychopath rather than an actual readable format. Read the original Hollywood Babylon and ignore this bullshit trying to cash in on it's name.
I really hate to stop reading a book until it's finished, which is the only reason I finished this one. It was awful, full of unsubstantiated rumors, made up lies, and just plain misinformation. I knew I was going to have a problem with this book when it told, early on, the "true story" of the death of Lupe Velez, which was the lie that was started by Kenneth Anger in the original Hollywood Babylon many years ago. According to this book, Bette Davis was probably a murderer, Lucille Ball was a prostitute, and everyone slept with everyone. Also, in almost every story about a gay man, real or rumored, there's at least one story about them being a pedophile, which is beyond insulting and disgusting. Don't waste your time on this book. It contains nothing of value.
I read this book, I was amused by it, but I don't believe a fraction of it - I know Hollywood was full of closeted gays but the stories here are just wish fulfilment by the mind of a pretty vulgar 15 year old with rampant masturbatory hallucinations. I would love if even an attempt was made to justify a fraction of the stories here - but there isn't and I doubt that they could be. Also the book steals its title from Kenneth Anger's far more original, shocking and certainly better written book of the same name. Honestly read it an enjoy it if you must but there are so many better scandal books out there which at least have the advantage of being based on a degree of truth.
Absolute junk, incredibly disjointed. I still don't know what Winston Churchill or Pope John VI had to do with Hollywood, but the gossip laid out here is probably second hand, with a ton of meaningless commentary boxes littering the text. Kenneth Anger's books at least had some elegantly snide putdowns - this is all venal old queen tales. Don't bother with this, unless you want to know about Elvis's bi side or Lucille Ball's shady past.
Many of the men in Hollywood seemed to be gay and the women lesbians. If not for the bisexuals, there would have been little ACCEPTABLE fodder for the tabloids on who is sleeping with who. The book is packed with pictures of men's penises, so is like a gay's guide to Hollywood. Some surprising famous names among the gays though I won't spoil it by saying who. I don't think I can ever look at them in a film or TV series quite the same.
I don't know how to rate this book. It was fascinating, but very racy. Almost too much information . However, if you want fame you give up your right to privacy is my opinion.