It is a funny book, but scattershot and wacky. It's like being seated with Fisher at a friend's wedding reception about 3 drinks in. The stories come out of nowhere:
So I invite Bob [Dylan] to a party at my house, and he arrives with his girlfriend. . .and he's wearing a parka with sunglasses. And I say, "Thank God you wore that, Bob, because sometimes late at night here the sun gets really, really bright and then it snows." Later, at the party, I introduce Bob to Meryl Streep, and he takes her hand and says, "Oh yeah, I know you. You were great in---" And while he's holding her hand, she now has to go through what turned out to be basically all of her movies, which takes a while, because his favorite turns out to be ---Ironweed."
And she rips on her dad, Eddie Fisher:
My father is beyond likeable. I mean you would just love him. My father also smokes four joints a day. Not for medical reasons. So I call him Puff Daddy. But he is just adorable.
And she says that George Lucas told her she couldn't wear a bra under her white Princess Leia dress because there is "no underwear in space."
The book comes from her show called Wishful Drinking, and that's how it comes off, a somewhat disjointed monologue about her life, punched up for shock value and laughs. It's completely entertaining. I'm almost done.
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Oh man. This does sound really funny. And it makes me think of my friend Hillary who's a big Carrie Fisher fan (I'll have to recommend this to her) and 30 Rock, since Fisher guest-starred on that once, and Tina Fey is a huge fan of hers and of Star Wars. Basically this book is becoming a must-read for me. Thanks!
~Lisa p.s. Apparently Google/Blogger no longer hates LJ! (maybe)
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