Title: A socko read regardless of the truth
Product review: When I read autobiographies, especially those by stars of stage and screen, I try to keep in mind that what I'm reading is, in all likelihood, a *version* of their life. Probably the version they wish they'd led, or the version they want to leave behind for prosperity. The outrageous Tallulah's life was like no other's, and her autobiog is similarly so. I don't know how much truth she re-wrote, censored, rose-colored, or left out altogether but but I didn't really care this is a hell of a good read. A rose-colored version of the life of Tallulah Bankhead is way more interesting than almost everyone else's unvarnished truth.
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