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Some
comments on Clara Schuman's earlier companion – from, literally,
worlds apart.
Fuck a stoat, what a
wickedly funny book! I laughed, I cried, I read huge pieces
aloud to Kathleen, and I smile every time I see it on my
bookshelves, sitting between Fritz Lang’s Biography
and some hyper-intellectual stuff by Wim Wenders.
So I demand that you live forever so you can keep writing, and thank you again
for your kindness to me and Katherine in Florence,
David Lawrence, Hollywood DOP.
I get an awful lot of film biogs and autobiogs, and most of them are overwritten
and rather tedious. Yours is remarkably fresh and different, to say nothing of
immensely readable.
I need hardly add that your book stays firmly on my shelves, while the autobiogs
of several others (who shall remain nameless) are on their way to the Oxfam Shop.
Have a smashing 00.
Very best wishes, Barry Norman
The chapter is a delight, as I knew it would be. The stories are funny and, best
of all, reading it is like hearing you speak.
Love, Sidney Lumet
Yours is quite different; fabulously gossipy, tremendously funny, gloriously
outspoken with stable after stable of hobby-horses. It is also beautifully produced
and I must congratulate your collaborators on their taste, style and execution.
It will make you hundreds of friends and offendees far beyond the list of subscribers.
Anyway it's bloody marvelous and I'm enjoying every word of it.
Yours in haste,
Joe Mendoza
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