Picked up this book while looking for a book on stop-motion animation at the library (there wasn't one). I love Gene Kelly's dancing in Singing in the Rain and An American in Paris (and can't understand why everybody doesn't love the ballet at the end), but I knew nothing about the man himself.
I learned that he's an Irish Catholic from Pittsburgh who took dancing lessons from a young age with his brothers and sisters. He had a quick temper which got him into fist-fights when he was a boy and made him enemies when he grew up. His family started running a couple of successful dance studios which they took over from his dance teacher. Gene was the popular and successful teacher and choreographer at the studios, even as he was making good grades in college and performing with his brother Fred at "cloops." Gene was in his late twenties before he finally went to New York and eventually made it on Broadway by creating the title role in Pal Joey. He didn't go to Hollywood until he was in his thirties, and married to a seventeen-year-old dancer.
He had a contract with MGM, but they paid him a salary and didn't give him any work a lot of the time (!!!! what kind of a job is that?). He made movies on and off, his wife joined lots of Communist groups, he would invite Hollywood stars over and they would play insanely competitive charades, sing around the piano (imagine an impromptu sing with Oscar Levant and Judy Garland), and then play volleyball in the yard when the sun came up. His best works were On The Town (which was apparently groundbreaking, I remember thinking it was insipid), An American in Paris, and Singin' in the Rain, though he did choreograph and dance some brilliant numbers in other films before that. After Singin' in the Rain, he never did anything very impressive again. He spent some time in Europe, acted, directed, danced in this and that, was divorced by his first wife, married a second who died of leukemia, and did lots of TV specials to pay the bills.
So that was pretty much all that was interesting in the book, much of which read like a capsule summary of every production he ever did (though it skipped, bizarrely, over most of the filming of Singin' In The Rain). It was broken up by Gene's supposed musings at an awards ceremony when he was 73, which were chronologically out of order, hard to follow, and generally depressing.
A point that made me think: Gene put his all in to every production, which was evidenced by his insistence on over-rehearsing the dancers and complaining to the producer/director/studio head about everything he thought ought to be better or different. I realized that I tend to sympathize with characters like that when they are described on paper (he's right after all, the dance with his reflection was brilliant, why couldn't the studio heads see it?) but absolutely loathe people like that in real life (I don't care if he is right and it is better with his suggestion, he's such a jerk that I would rather produce something inferior than acquiesce to him). Ain't that funny.