The value of Armenian toughness in a brutal industry.
I've had this book on my Kindle for months, but somehow the cover picture (featuring the author with a pouty expression and her famous bosom lavishly displayed) made me think it would be the usual silly celebrity "as-told-to" nonsense.) I also found the title puzzling, not recognizing it as a song. Now I could kick myself for waiting. It's one of the best autobiographies I've ever read and the lady herself is intelligent, hilarious, and down-to-earth. Everything about her is natural - her name, her breasts, and (now) her wrinkles.
She's quick to point out that she came along before surgeons started installing balloon-sized bosoms on wanna-be actresses and models. Hers are the original, factory-installed equipment, but particularly noticeable because of her thin, petite body. She's clearly never seen herself as a sex goddess, but others did. She just wanted to sing, dance, and act.
She attributes her success to the toughness bred in her by her mother's Armenian parents. The survivors of a horrific Turkish genocide, the harsh life of California farming seemed like paradise to them and they were grateful for every opportunity. The work was endless, but they always made time for family, friends, food, and dancing. Her father walked out and her mother was bitter, but her grandparents made sure she felt secure and loved.
She got her start in local theater and moved to New York to become a Broadway actress. She played in "Fiddler on the Roof" with the then-unknown Bette Midler, served as a waitress and dancer in mafia-owned restaurants, and had an affair with a man she thought was the writer Philip Roth. Then she went back to California and was hired as Bea Arthur's daughter Carol in the hit sit-com "Maude."
She's been married twice and raised three sons, including twins born when she was fifty-one years old. Who could NOT love a woman who proudly boasts, "I was the only AARP member giving birth that day"? She's acted in horror movies, action movies, plays, sit-coms, television dramas, and made-for-TV movies. I stopped watching television years ago and never watched movies. I'm sure I'd be bored stiff by most of the shows she's appeared in , but her stories of the behind-the-scenes action are hilarious and fascinating.
Along the way, she met a lot of people, some of them famous. There are no real surprises. Bea Arthur was intelligent, professional, and generous. Dean Martin couldn't memorize lines or follow directions, but his likable personality crawled through the camera and enchanted the audience. Roger Moore was the quintessential English gentleman. Sammy Davis, Jr. was constantly scared that his white colleagues would reject him. Burt Reynolds was a self-absorbed, egotistical jerk with a genius for conning women.
What makes this book an outstanding celebrity bio is that the author cares as much about the "nobodies" as she does about her famous friends. Better yet, she pays her reader the compliment of assuming that we, too, are interested in "regular" people. Her stories of her family and friends are loving and skillfully told.
She holds nothing back, discussing her insecurities, her failed relationships, and the financial stress of a career where the money isn't guaranteed and almost never comes in regularly. Except for the first years, she never went hungry, but she was never rich, either. Her children always came first, but (like most mothers) she had to work to support them.
I can see now why this book was such a best-seller, even though she's not the biggest star in the entertainment world. I can also see how she's gone on to write novels and screenplays. She kept diaries all her life because she's a born story-teller and they were her first audience. Now she has a much wider audience and she deserves it. If you love good memoirs, this is one you should NOT miss.