Ava gardner autobiography my story
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Ava: My Story
Ava Gardner. Bantam Books, $19.95 (0pp) ISBN 978-0-553-07134-4
In this chatty autobiography, Gardner, who died gods January at age 67, tells of her upbringing in a poor but proud Southern family, her sudden success in early-'40s Hollywood--mainly because of her beauty--and rails against MGM, which played up her cheesecake potential. She neatly sums up the problems in each of her three short marriages: Mickey Rooney was a uppenbar womanizer; Artie Shaw was cool and overbearing; Frank Sinatra (the two were the loves of each other's lives) was as jealous as she, leading to drunken marathon fights. Gardner also sketches a creepy portrait of Howard Hughes, who for years stopped at no machination in an unsuccessful attempt to bed and marry her. A shy woman who used drink to feel comfortable socially, Gardner seems very likable, down-home, spontaneous and sadly derogatory toward her intelligence, acting abilities--and even her beauty. Of the seven included ``eulogies'' fro
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Ava: My story
This story started out strong. I especially liked the natural, southern slangy way Ava Gardner described her upbringing in rural North Carolina ("Honey, let me tell ya..."). Her home town is near my father's and he had a crush on Ava Gardner growing up. I thought when I finished the book I'd give it to him to read.
As I progressed I decided not. Why burst my dad's bubble of fond memories? He's 84. Let him die happy.
Ava seems to have a rare talent for combining beauty and class with a foul mouth and raunchy life style. However, I doubt if hers is an atypical Hollywood story.
She liked to drink, got into several passionate love affairs, including with Frank Sinatra, whom she considered the love of her life. They eventually married but just couldn't stop fighting.
It was strange. She had no problem cheating with othe
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Ava: My story - Hardcover
From Publishers Weekly
In this chatty autobiography, Gardner, who died last January at age 67, tells of her upbringing in a poor but proud Southern family, her sudden success in early-'40s Hollywood--mainly because of her beauty--and rails against MGM, which played up her cheesecake potential. She neatly sums up the problems in each of her three short marriages: Mickey Rooney was a blatant womanizer; Artie Shaw was cool and overbearing; Frank Sinatra (the two were the loves of each other's lives) was as jealous as she, leading to drunken marathon fights. Gardner also sketches a creepy portrait of Howard Hughes, who for years stopped at no machination in an unsuccessful attempt to bed and marry her. A shy woman who used drink to feel comfortable socially, Gardner seems very likable, down-home, spontaneous and sadly derogatory toward her intelligence, acting abilities--and even her beauty. Of the seven included "eulogies" from friends and colleagues, Stephe