Tell-All is many things: A Sunset Boulevard-inflected homage to Old Hollywood when Grand Dames like Bette Davis and Joan Crawford ruled the roost. A Douglas Sirk-inspired melodrama full of big gestures and muted psychic torment. A veritable Tourette's syndrome of rat-tat-tat name-dropping, from the A-list to the Z-list. A merciless send-up of Lillian Hellman's habit of butchering the truth that will have Mary McCarthy cheering from the beyond.
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Act one, scene one opens with Lillian Hellman clawing her way, stumbling and scrambling, through the thorny nighttime underbrush of some German schwarzwald, a Jewish baby clamped to each of her tits, another brood of infants clinging to her back. Lilly clambers her...
"America's most famous writer of transgressive fiction . . . Chuck Palahniuk has a habit noticing things in the margins that the rest of us might overlook. . . . A dark, funny tale of a vintage Hollywood. . . . Dark, occasionally violent and always irreverent, the book suggests that Hollywood in the golden days was just as shallow, self-obsessed and inane
as it is today."
From the Hardcover edition.