The Yeuch factor
Having said which the book seems to have been met with universal enjoyment by its reviewers on Amazon. And you've got to admit that sometimes you need a bad book. They can be hugely enjoyable, and they make you appreciate all the good books that are out there all the more.
Fanny full of soap follows the life of a faded soap star Eleanor Woodwarde as she copes with the disintegration of her marriage and her come-back role in a turkey of a musical (a salsa musical entitled The merchant of Venezuela). It's very bitchy, and often hilariously funny, but....here's the real kicker, it's based firmly upon real life. As this blog post was going to press, I came across a review by Philip Fisher in The British Theatre Guide, and his comments are eye-opening. Please, please read it. He says it all so much better than I ever could. For an insight into the seamier side of the stage and for the occasional laugh-out-loud moment, this takes a bit of beating. And as far as encouraging me back onto the path of good literature is concerned it's done the trick, am now brushing off The brothers Karamazov, and will be spending some time with some gloomy Russians.