Lucky To Sell 10 Copies
When someone like Julie Andrews is out there hawking a brand new biography of her life, which I guess in simpler terms would be an autobiography, you expect some really good stuff in it. The woman after all has been an actress forever, knows or knew everyone and was around when there were lots of Hollywood secrets that needed to be revealed.
So, what do we gossip lovers get from her book? Bupkus, nada, zilch. The best she could come up with is that her mom once told her that she was a bastard. Oh, I believe she used the term secret love child. Whoo hoo. Let me shell out my $30 to read all one paragraph of that.
"After I had sung, the owner of the house approached me. He was tall and fleshily handsome, and I recognised him as a man who had come round to visit the Meuse [her family home] once or twice in earlier years. That evening the man came and sat on the couch next to me. I remember feeling an electricity between us that I couldn't explain." On the way home, her mom said it was Julie's dad.
That is the part they are leaking? What a bunch of crap. Tell me how everyone on the set of Mary Poppins was doing coke, or that Dick van Dyke liked to run around without any clothes on and called himself Ishmael. Give me something. How about on The Sound Of Music, the older kids would take turns doing each other. It isn't that hard. There must have been something exciting that she wants to share.
