Look at the cover of this book. Or Google it, if for some reason my book cover isn’t showing up (which they haven’t been doing lately and am I doing something wrong?). Anyway, examine the cover. Look at the handsome actor with his cleft chin, presumably standing in the rain in this black and white shot that somehow conveys angst, and art, and sacrifice. This book can absolutely be judged by its cover. You don’t need to know anything else about it.
I would not necessarily classify myself as an Alec Baldwin fan. I’m familiar with him primarily through Saturday Night Live, having never watched 30 Rock (I know I know). Still, he’s a famous guy with a pretty out-there personal life, plus Caitlin_D had a copy of the book so I figured I might as well read it. He is so incredibly full of himself that I was laughing at some of the things he said in this book. A lot of it talks about how he got to where he is, but a good portion of it is either name-dropping (in a way that demonstrates that these famous people love him), or making up excuses for stupid stuff that he’s done.
I did appreciate the way he approached his issues with substance abuse and subsequent abstinence from such things. It was brave. But you also come away with the impression that he wants you to think he’s brave. In fact, you will read this whole book thinking that it’s been crafted in order to give you exactly the right image that Alec Baldwin wants you to have for yourself.