Though fast-paced and chatty, this story of a fun-but-fraught friendship ended up being quite moving. Holly was a witty comedienne, an ahead-of-her-time pioneer of gender fluidity, and a colossally narcissistic pain in the neck. By contrast Copeland, though well endowed with the usual gay reverence for charisma and glamor, was a down-to-Earth workhorse. Together they produced a wonderful book "A Low Life in High Heels" and to my mind there is no greater achievement. This book, too, is pretty wonderful.