What an entertaining life story but told with gaps, missing details, and self-denial. The approach of the book, which focuses on the four famous men she married, is an intriguing, unique structure. Instead of the focus being on Joyce, it's on the men she fell in love with (except for a fifth husband, which she skips over in a few paragraphs!). Then the book suddenly comes to an abrupt end in 2002 with no details on life with her current husband.
The problems with the book are many. She has performed with or known some of the biggest names in the history of Hollywood (Walt Disney, Jane Fonda, Lilian Gish, Peter Finch, Hayley Mills, Walter Pidgeon, and the list goes on), but she tells almost no stories about them. She was married to a man who did some of the greatest sitcoms in TV history and even produced President Kennedy's infamous Marilyn Monroe "Happy Birthday" celebration, yet Joyce gives no details. She has been part of some great shows and movies, yet has no specifics about any of them. She praises pretty much everyone (with the exception of Gene Rayburn and Richard Dawson from Match Game!). She spends a lot of space talking about minute details of places where she lived, what she ate, how she decorated--none of which we care about. She is related by marriage to other famous people (Elizabeth Montgomery, Jenny McCarthy, Jo Anne Worley) and says pretty much nothing about them (how can she be the grandmother to Jenny McCarthy's famous son Evan and not even mention him???). And trying to keep track of her patched-together family is impossible (I believe she ended up with ten children or stepchildren).
The biggest problem with the book is her mistreatment of men by blaming them for her own bad choices. While I loved her as an actress, Joyce is a well-meaning basket case as a woman. She was raised (and abandoned) by a bizarre mother that kept her from her father as they traveled the country, hopping from home to home. Often she had no idea who was caring for her or would live with a paid spinster while her mother was nowhere to be found and her dad couldn't locate his daughter. Somehow this translated into her longing for a big strong male to be in her life (thus her five marriages) but Joyce then abandoned her father and kept close to her mother, who married a well-off florist. The author never explains why she would stay close to a woman who abused her for years, yet ignored the man who she claimed to have longed for. There was one period in adulthood where she didn't go visit her dad for 17 years and her kids didn't meet him! Her mother dies and she goes into great detail. Her dad dies and he gets one sentence. Nowhere in the book is this switch explained and the reader wonders why she was so close to a mother who was so horrible.
Bulifant comes across ultimately as anti-male. She bashes pretty much every man in this book. Her first husband, Helen Hayes famous son James MacArthur of Hawaii 5-0, is painted as a brooding alcoholic abuser, but Joyce never speaks up to object to anything he does. She cowers in fear of even stating an opinion, which is really her problem and not his since she did it from when she met him as a teen. If anything how she portrays how she acted toward him explains why he felt the need to raise his voice to get through to her--she was horrible at communicating or showing support. This pattern continued with her other marriages, where she falls for someone, then remains silent instead of putting up boundaries and respecting a man enough to state her feelings even if it meant conflict. She hated any type of disagreement or conflict, so would live with silent suffering then blame the men when she tired of how they acted. Joyce, if you don't tell a man exactly what you want or expect of him then you have no right to blame your failed marriages on the men when you're not happy. All of her men's issues she claims are due to drinking, but that is simplistic and doesn't address the fact that a woman who has been married five times needs to look much deeper within herself to see what her own problems are if she kept picking the "wrong guys" as she claims.
Her final husband is a Hollywood actor that appears throughout her life, from performances together to sleeping together. In their 60s they get married and the book suddenly ends. It's strange that she leaves out the next 15 years of her life.
The book is worth reading because I had no clue that this constantly-smiling supporting actress had so many famous people in her life. But the fact that she doesn't get detailed enough about anything (other than negatives about her husbands) is disappointing. No details about Mary Tyler Moore Show, the Airplane movie, or working with Bill Cosby on his first sitcom. There is so much more she could have written. Any woman that has had five husbands but titles her book "My Four Hollywood Husbands" obviously is not giving readers the complete story.