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In 1976, Carrie Fisher was a teenager filming a movie, with an all-consuming crush on her costar. And it just happened to become one of the most famous films of all time -- the first Star wars movie. When she recently discovered the journals she had kept, she found them full of plaintive love poems, unbridled musings with youthful naiveté, and a vulnerability that she barely recognized. In revisiting her diaries, Fisher ponders the joys and insanity of celebrity as well as the absurdity of a life spawned by Hollywood royalty whose lofty status has ultimately been surpassed by her own outer-space royalty.
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40% through the audiobook and throwing in the towel.
Carrie is a delight but this book was extremely misleading. It's advertised as her days during the filming of the first star wars films. There is very little about star wars in this book. It's about her relationship with Harrison Ford and about her drinking, drugs, and sex experiences.
Longer and more cohesive than Wishful Drinking - the diary excerpts from shooting Star Wars were fascinating! Could've done without a lot of the poetry, though, but that's just my thing.
Sigh... I'm normally such a huge fan of memoirs - even somewhat poorly-written/ghost-written memoirs of celebrities. And I love Carrie Fisher, and Star Wars. The book is short (I swear the margins are 2 inches, at least - and more for the diary portions) and not worth the price (though this was given to me as a gift, so I suppose I can't complain). It was interesting reading about her affair with Harrison Ford, and how that played out in the head of an unstable 20-year-old also about to grapple with the deluge to come with instant fame... but mostly it was no better than reading my own diary as a 20-year-old (except that I wrote far less terrible poetry). I mean, it's nice to see that she's human too, and to peer inside her brain at the time and her thoughts on the experience now is enlightening. But overall I didn't enjoy the book and was disappointed. That's to say nothing of her character, or her as a person or artist. Perhaps her other books are better - but after this one, I'm not sure I'll give them a chance.