I am a Lennon fan. So much so, that at the time of this books publication, I refused to read it on the grounds that Albert Goldman trashed the great man's reputation. 26 years after his murder and as a middle-aged man myself, still trying to make sense of Lennon's life and what he meant to me, and that of generations of fans, I realised that I had to read this and other such works to obtain a truly rounded picture of the great Beatle. What you have to put into context is that this book is the summation of over 1000 contributions.
Everyone has his or her own unique take on an event. How many times have you shared an experience, even with close friends and yet you find that each of you has a different recollection of the event?
The fact that Cynthia Lennon refused to be interviewed for this book only means that she had vested interest in publishing her own work. Had she collaborated with this book, it would surely have diluted her own sales.
Goldman makes some quite stunning revelations; He claims that Lennon was uncontrollably violent, rages that climaxed in near murder, and yet one such victim speaks of gross exaggeration; that Lennon was so uncoordinated that he could barely drive nor play the guitar well, a claim I put down more to the drink and drug abuse, rather than a physical affliction. Goldman also makes some blatant mistakes notably referring to The Magical Mystery tour movie as Sgt Pepper's lonely-hearts club band, to name but one.
Goldman doesn't really discuss the music in great depth, nor does he appear to try to understand Lennon.
By reading this and other works, you are able to get a better perspective, which enables you to make your own conclusion. Mine was very different to how I started out, the man that I thought of as a likeable, self assured and loving individual as portrayed by the Dakota PR machine, turned out reclusive, self loathing, drug imbibing, often cruel and indifferent of the feelings of those that loved him most.
Like most people rocketed to fame, Lennon found few people he could really trust, behaved childishly and sometimes an outrageous drunken thug. He could be completely out of touch with reality (the gaff in the "Imagine" video where John sings of "No possessions" whilst being surrounded by opulent wealth is one such example) and he wasn't really the "working class hero" that he set himself up to be. But that aside, John was immensely talented, intelligent and above all he entertained, and I for one loved the music. Yoko Ono completely exploited and used that talent to her own ends, even using his death to bolster sales of her record and "Career". Yoko comes off the worse in all this and rightfully so. You can't help thinking that if only John had stayed with May Pang, maybe he would still be alive and making music. Maybe the ex-Beatles may have been reconciled...imagine...
Upon finishing this book, I truly felt that John Lennon was very much the victim.
Goldman doesn't make enough of Lennon's talent, and it's not a feel-good book,
If you want that, read Ray Coleman's offering, but in doing so, you'll only get one side of the coin. The true value of this book was to re-acquaint me with the genius that was John Lennon, the greatest Rock star ever.