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Eddie skimming the surface of himself, rather than an in-depth autobiography
on 24 December 2012
This is how Eddie ends his autobiography:
"So in conclusion, I've just re-read everything that I've said here and I really do talk a lot of crap. Some of it is pithy and wry and a deal of it seems to come from Captain Pompous and his Inflatable Ego." ....
I wouldn't say that Eddie talks a lot of crap, actually, and when you pare it down to it's essential there is a lot of pith and wryness, if not philosophical musings. His intellect and quick mind are clearly evident.
The writing style is exactly the same as his stand-up routines, including the frequent swearing. So what you have is each chapter supposedly dealing with a particular theme or part of his life, but with loads of veering off into other topics along the way. Imagine a mosquito writing it's autobiography and you get some idea of the quick and darting pace of the stream of consciousness that is this book. This autobiography is probably unique because of this.
One does gain some insight into what makes Eddie tick and what has motivated him to do the things he has and be the way that he is, but I was left feeling that he was just skimming the surface of himself. Almost as if his agent had said: "OK, let's do an autobiography," and Eddie had said: "Do, I really have to? Oh, alright then I'll put down some ideas over the weekend and then we can get two guys: (David Quantock and Steve Double) to write it for me." I wanted to go beneath the surface and find out what is really going on in Eddie's head.
Originally published in 1998 when he was 36, I wonder if he were to write another account of his life, now that he is 50, whether the resulting text would be more considered? I hope one day this happens.
In conclusion only an OK read.