I love Stephen Fry. He is such an unusual person and a towering intellect with a complete gift of language.
The book was self-deprecating and read like a conversation with the man. He played nicely with structure and kept my interest throughout.
But there was so much name-dropping that I was lost on many occasions. But that is the nature of the business that he is in. Success and longevity rely on contacts; meeting and knowing lots of people. Where the book lost my interest was the Dear Diary portion - 143 pages of parties, openings, dinners, cocaine, late nights, writing, voice overs, drinking and plays. It got to be a bit much.
But, the last few pages brought it all together and made me think, "This is why I love you so much Stephen!"
Sometimes I like an actor instinctively and just don't know why. I have found that it is because their real character has a way of seeping through, colouring their work and it is that that I connect with.
I came away from reading the book a bigger fan. No, I don't like that word, let's go with admirer. He is much more than his acting, which is how he came to my attention in the first place.
Renaissance Man - that is what Stephen Fry is. What a joy it is to be able to spend some time getting to know such a person, in his own words.
Yes, I admire Fry even more.
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