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I, An Actress: The Autobiography of Karen Jamey

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This is quite an unclassifiable book. It is very out of time - this is a good thing - and Dinsmores dead pan delivery underscores the humour in this outrageous faux autobiography. Relentelessly skewing Hollywood cliches, US race relations and and the culture of celebrity I An Actress delivers plenty of laughs per page. The clever part is that you actually find yourself emotionionally involved with the minstrel turned stripper turned communist turned trash movie icon Karen Jamey.

Why is this book not outselling The Da Vinci Code? Lemmie giive you a clue : Da Vinci dies at the end! And Jesus was Batman.

Now go buy this book, goddamnit.

Dinsmore delivers the goods with his sophomore novel, from Brooklyn-based neo-pulp publishing company Contemporary Press (you should really check out their other stuff too; it's all great). Once you get started with I AN ACTRESS, you can't put it down. I tore through it in one sitting -- it's cheeky, charming, and clever, with a great mix of razor-sharp satire and well-wrought plotting. Awesome.

I read this book on an airplane trip to Flint, Michigan and loved it!! The part where the grandma never got to smell the roses was my favorite. Buy it and read it.