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5.0 out of 5 stars Disorder
A superb, insightful and chillingly honest portrayal of Ian Curtis and his life with Joy Division. Its all too easy to reflect on dead musicians as icons especially when they made such heart-stopping music as Joy Division. Truly no-one ever wrote lyrics like Curtis and the depth and soul of his delivery will ensure that his legend will live on.
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3.0 out of 5 stars "If somebody kills themselves, they have the last word." - Deborah Curtis
Next year will see the 30th anniversary of the death of Joy Division's lead singer, Ian Curtis (1956-1980). Such were the forces of heroisation after his suicide in May 1980 that NME took to exclaiming "Ian Curtis died for you!". In this book by his widow, Deborah Curtis - who had initiated divorce proceedings prior to his death - doesn't go quite as far as that, but she...
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3.0 out of 5 stars "If somebody kills themselves, they have the last word." - Deborah Curtis, 14 Sep 2009
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Next year will see the 30th anniversary of the death of Joy Division's lead singer, Ian Curtis (1956-1980). Such were the forces of heroisation after his suicide in May 1980 that NME took to exclaiming "Ian Curtis died for you!". In this book by his widow, Deborah Curtis - who had initiated divorce proceedings prior to his death - doesn't go quite as far as that, but she does claim that his suicide at 23 was motivated by a desire for lasting cultural relevance: "All he needed was the excuse to follow his idols into immortality and being part of Joy Division gave him the tools to build the heart-rending reasons."

Thankfully that kind of mythologisation - which obscures his achievement, reducing it to a symptom of his illnesses, and suppresses other factors that played a role in his early demise - is tempered by a generally down-to-earth narrative of their married life. After they met as teenagers, Deborah became besotted and devotional, willing to give up everything to cater to Curtis's every whim: "Without me realising it, he began to take control of my life very early on in our relationship." When she heard Ian's lyrics and occasionally saw him perform on stage, she - along with his bandmates and management - downplayed the darkness and fatalism that emanated from him: "I felt self-satisfied and happy in my ignorance. I believed the depressive image and emotive lyrics merely to be part of the act." With the benefit of hindsight, his bandmates have since admitted that they were young and immature and didn't recognise the signs of Curtis's distress and the toll that mounting responsibilities - a wife, a baby daughter, the sudden rise to fame and notoriety, a UK and European tour, the stress of interviews - were taking. His epilepsy and fear of fits only increased the strain with Deborah apparently viewing it as an "abnormality" and doctors prescribing excessive medication and poorly monitoring his treatment.

Deborah seems almost blithe about the ascent of the black dog in Curtis's life - "Perhaps I wasn't giving Ian the attention he required at home. Who knows?" - and indeed much of her commentary on him tends towards the superficial. But it is precisely that which gives us insight into Curtis's environment: Surrounded by diverse sources of pressure without anyone truly understanding the precariousness of his mental state and not being able to communicate it more clearly to those around him, Curtis's decision to kill himself seems more of an extremely desperate attempt to escape a situation that had become intolerable and is likely to have been more spontaneous than the romantic mythology of the doomed artist allows.

In his obituary in Melody Maker Jon Savage lamented that "Now no one will remember what his work with Joy Division was like when he was alive; it will be perceived as tragic rather than courageous." Fans of Curtis will no doubt hope that through the semi-fog of biopics, biographies and memoirs, his achievement can be remembered and celebrated.
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95 of 98 people found the following review helpful
5.0 out of 5 stars Disorder, 14 Nov 2002
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A superb, insightful and chillingly honest portrayal of Ian Curtis and his life with Joy Division. Its all too easy to reflect on dead musicians as icons especially when they made such heart-stopping music as Joy Division. Truly no-one ever wrote lyrics like Curtis and the depth and soul of his delivery will ensure that his legend will live on.
However, what this book tells us is the other side: the young northern man prone to jealousy, emotional manipulation and adultery. Walking a fine line between genius and homewrecker, confusion and cruelty, Curtis comes across more human than ever as is unable to deal with his domesticity and the dark soul of Joy Division.
As his illness increases, so does the band's success and his split (on the one hand a poetic, intense man with depth and vision and on the other a brutal, immature boy with attention-seeking qualities) becomes more and more polar until his inevitable inability to hold the two disparate sides of his life together.
A wonderful book, well-written and very close to the bone. Deborah Curtis has succeeded in showing the lesser-known side of Ian Curtis without resorting to the type of bitching so frequent of biographys. Complete with lyrics (of their entire catalogue and unreleased stuff) and discography etc. this is an essential book for any music fan.
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67 of 74 people found the following review helpful
4.0 out of 5 stars Heart of Darkness, 18 Oct 2005
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Ian Curtis, a mesmeric frontman and renowned lyricist is every bit deserved of his mythical-iconic status. So, do you want to hear 'the story' recounted from the perspective of the cheated wife? Well, I did. And admittedly, it WAS an interesting read, revealing a man not without fault, but ultimately a dedicated, hard-working person who painstakingly forged a promising musical career. Sadly, however, it was his escalating personal problems that ironically became his groups' 'selling point'.
Before the suicide that boosted record sales and confirmed Curtis' status among legends, the music press were already drawing attention to his burgeoning problem with epilepsy. Spurred on by his frantic, spasmodic dancing, live audiences must have seemed like eager spectators in a freak-show, baying for the crescendo of an on-stage fit. While this focal point may have generated the hype the band needed in a highly competitive industry, to Ian - whose depression was compounding his illness - the press reviews struck some disturbing paralells close to the bone ("In his opinion they were like psychiatric reports, even using the appropriate terminology and references"). Deborah reveals a man deeply embarrassed of his illness, yet obviously aware of its play in his desperate bid for success. She portrays a man of contradictions, a Jekyll-and-Hyde figure: one-of-the-lads to his bandmates and friends, while concealing a darker personality that sought refuge in thoughful literature (Hesse, Dostoyevsky, Conrad, Ballard), held an interest in Nazism, and was fascinated by "extreme concepts and philosophies". Not to mention a death wish.
The book briefly dips into Ian's trouble-free childhood and drug-experimenting adolescence, but concentrates mainly on the period of their relationship/marraige that coincided with the origins and eventual rise of Joy Division - and hit the rocks when Ian began his affair with the Belgian woman Annik Honore. Deborah interestingly sheds light on Ian's strongly held (and very serious) romantic notions of rock'n'roll death and suicide, and expresses her shocking opinion that "he engineered his own hell and planned his own downfall". He is described as an habitual depressive whose problem took a marked dive for the worse as his epileptic condition became debilitating, exacerbated by the barbiturates he was issued. Little was known about effective ways to treat epilepsy. Doctors showed Ian little sympathy or care. Remember, this was back in the 'pull-yourself-together' age of 1970s Britain which, particularly in this book, seems like the Dark Ages. Mental illness and 'mysterious' conditions such as eplepsy were airbrushed from public consciousness, and dubiously treated.
Nowadays, in hindsight, Curtis' lyrics may read as obvious cries-for-help or predictions of tragedy - even suicide notes. But at the time, nobody close to Ian was paying enough attention to acknowledge the danger in their increasingly extreme content. Deborah was shocked upon hearing the darkly-confessional lyrics of the 'Closer' LP (released just after his death). She says that had she heard it beforehand she "could have gained an insight into what was happening in his mind". And got some help. Couple this with the fact they had a one-year-old daughter, and it simply adds to the tragedy. However, she does suggest the tragedy as something probably inevitable.
Deborah's discovery of Ian's body in the kitchen of their terraced Macclesfield house - he'd polished off a bottle of whisky and hung himself, Iggy Pop's 'The Idiot' still spinning on the turntable - is sequenced in chilling dreamlike flashback. And, an example of the shameful heartlessness of the music industry is conveyed as bassist Peter Hook (generally good guy throughout) is shown as offering Deborah "one of the few expressions of sympathy shown to me by Ian's music business friends". Curtis died at just 23 years old.
The book is an emotional trawl through a dark, difficult past that raises many unanswered questions and much speculation. Being the only biography of Ian's life by somebody close to him, it cannot help but present a one-sided view that - for Ian's sake - could do with some counterbalance from elsewhere. While Deborah DOES glance over the kinder aspects of Ian's nature (he loved animals / took an "extremely personal interest in his job helping the disabled" etc.) she seems a little over-eager to emphasise his negative traits, frequently listing his selfish, cruel and sometimes bizzarre behaviour towards her. In places, her writing makes you wonder what she actually saw in him in the first place. There are also some petty moments, such as when she complains about Ian's "racism" while forgetting that she earlier mentioned his love for reggae and going to clubs "where white people didn't normally go".
Ultimately, the book is a riveting - if one-sided - read. However, with Deborah's recent solo-insistence upon pushing ahead for 'the movie'(always a bad idea) it quite naturally throws suspicion upon what the project was actually accomplished for. Nevertheless, to any Joy Division fan, or indeed anybody interested in Ian Curtis' writing, the inclusion of the full lyrics alone makes this book not only well worth the cover price but an essential possession.
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43 of 48 people found the following review helpful
4.0 out of 5 stars So rock martyrs are subhuman too, 2 July 2001
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This is a very impressive piece of work from Deborah Curtis, both moving and honest; almost too honest. It's a great document for New Order/Joy Division fans about the iconic frontsman. But if you're coming to worship Curtis, you may be disappointed.
The thing I most admired about Deborah's book was its objectivity, her intention to show that Ian Curtis, rock god maybe, was not always a very nice person. Like many other rock idols that have died young, Curtis has been deified in some corners but this book won't let you. Curtis is revealed as utterly human, sometimes inspired but sometimes horrible.
It's a tragic tale that doesn't try to cash in with an accompanying album, but rather includes the song lyrics as an enticing document of a troubled mind.
For anyone seeking the truth, this is an astonishing, vivid and exhilarating read from someone right at the vulnerable heart of a rock band trying to make its mark on the world.
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4 of 4 people found the following review helpful
3.0 out of 5 stars An old wife's tale?, 23 Jun 2010
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This is actually a very interesting book and gives the reader a good insight to the lives of Deborah and Ian Curtis. However, whilst Deborah Curtis writes from the heart she is no literary genius- do not expect to be thrilled by her sentence construction or vocabulary, but then you wouldn't be reading this book for that would you?
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3 of 3 people found the following review helpful
5.0 out of 5 stars Chilling, 10 Jun 2011
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To paraphrase the widow of a famous writer: "The world needs sensitive artists but nobody should have to be married to one." Deborah and Ian Curtis must have had little in common to begin with and then grown apart so fast that their marriage became a small hell to both of them. The fact that Deborah Curtis seems bitter and accusatory towards her husband makes the book a painful read, but it does not in itself detract from the value of her memoir. On the contrary, it adds to the picture of Ian Curtis as someone who had to deal with his problems alone. The real revelation comes at the appendix where all the Joy Division lyrics are printed shoulder to shoulder. They almost uniformly express anxiety, disgust, alienation, confusion, or guilt. Yet everybody seems to have been oblivious that they were dealing with a dangerously ill man. Parents, band mates, manager, even his wife did not (still doesn't) know what kind of illness depression is. Luckily, society isn't as ignorant today, and there are better treatments. If I'm not mistaken I recall a British psychiatrist saying that the suicide rate in Britain has declined to a fifth since the emergence of Prozac and similar drugs.
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25 of 29 people found the following review helpful
5.0 out of 5 stars A Fantastic "Insight" In To The Life Of A Genius, 22 Jun 2001
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When I first read this book i was weary of what to expect. After all, it was written by Ian Curtis' widdow Deborah, so there was bound to be some biased accounts of events that unfolded in Ian's and Joy Division's short by amazing lives. But after reading through the book several times i only came across a few minor points that could be biased. The majority of the book is a fantastically honest account of the suffering that Ian was going through and also the pain he caused those surrounding him who loved him dearly.
I, like Ian, suffered from grand mal epilepsy. So i know the effects that the illness and the medication you are given can have on the sufferer's mental and psychical states. Deborah's accounts are very eye opening and heart breaking - many a time i felt a tear in my eye as i read about the way ian's behaviour was ruining their marriage - and it also brought back painful memories of my own suffering and heartache.
I found the moment when Deborah describes discovering Ian's Body on that fateful sunday morning of the 18th may 1980 one of the most chilling and emotional things i have ever read. I found it so horribly apt that she had "Love Will Tear Us Apart" engraved on Ian's headstone. Because in the end (as Deborah says herself in the book), it was (in a strange way) love that tore them apart.
Overall i found this book a brutally honest and moving story of a brilliant man who was possessed by genius but was tragically tortured by worsening health and a marriage that was ever so slowly decaying before his and Deborah's very eyes. I highly reccomend this book not just to fans of Joy Division, but to suffers of epilepsy too, as it shows that there is a valuable lesson to be learnt - that life is precious.
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14 of 16 people found the following review helpful
2.0 out of 5 stars Not the full story?, 1 Sep 2008
On the positive side - comprehensive discography and gig list as well as full lyrics and previously unseen lyrics and writings.

On the negative side, Deborah Curtis's story is only 139 pages long and that is not nearly enough to give the full picture of this tale.

This book is interesting only because it seems to be Deborah Curtis's attempt to portray herself as the long suffering housewife (which may or may not be true), frozen out by the band and CUrtis himself, struggling to raise their child while Curtis is having an affair with Annik Horore ('the other woman').

She touches on what seems to be bitterness towards her by Curtis in the lyrics, behaviour, coldness etc but does not go into much explanation.

Deborah Curtis points the reader in the direction of constant touring, eplilepsy medication, drugs etc as the cause for Ian Curtis's suicide. It seems to me the way that Curtis killed himself, in the kitchen, knowing she would find him, showed some really deep desire to hurt her personally.

The band and Tony Wilson are not exactly covered with glory and Rob Gretton especially comes in for some stick. Apart from understandable resentment towards her, there is little mentioned explaining why Curtis was so enamored with Annik Horore.

For me though, you read those lyrics, and you look at some of his strange behaviour and obsessions, and this book goes nowhere near explaining what was really going on in his mind, and for me, that was a big let down with this book.
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2 of 2 people found the following review helpful
3.0 out of 5 stars Too emotionally involved, 9 Aug 2013
I bought the book after having watched the movie "Control", which I enjoyed. However, I was surprised to learn that such a dispassionate movie was based on the biography written by Ian Curtis's widow.

I guessed that a woman with such a troubled past could hardly have written an unbiased report of her experience. Turns out, my instinct was right. Deborah Curtis' version is certainly not flattering for Ian. The tone of the book is bitter and resentful, even if it was written many years after the events.

She narrates how Ian and herself met, how the introverted but charming guy persuaded her to get married and how their marriage disintegrated under a lot of pressure from (but not necessarily in this order): lack of money; Ian's depression and epilepsy; his struggle to became famous; jealousy; the birth of a child thrown in into this mess, etc...

Malevolent remarks are directed against everybody connected with Ian's band. All these people - allegedly - managed to increase the distance between Ian and Deborah, but the most spite is reserved for Annik Honoré, the Belgian woman who was Ian's close friend for some months prior to his death.

Despite the fact that Annik stated she and Ian were not lovers, Deborah swears on their illicit liaison. However, I tend to believe Annik: depressed people usually have no sex drive and Deborah never mention anything about her sexual relationship with Ian, which suggests things were not too hot between the sheets. The lyrics Ian wrote give that idea of a fragile guy, with little understanding of sensual pleasures.

According to Deborah, Ian planned his suicide for a while and his death was inevitable. However, teenage gloom and toying with the idea of suicide are a widespread cliché, but the vast majority of youngsters manage to make it through young age.

I suppose Deborah wrote this book to dispel the notion that she had pushed Ian over the edge asking for a divorce. However, her version is confused: she suggests that Ian was the master puppeteer, who lucidly decided to check out once he got a glimpse of celebrity, but also that Ian was unstable, depressed and unreliable.

While I understand that she certainly had a rough time and was as confused as anybody could be in the circumstances, I do not sympathise with her denying any responsibility (even about getting pregnant) and with her blaming everybody (or nobody) else for Ian's suicide.
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2 of 2 people found the following review helpful
5.0 out of 5 stars An excellent book, 17 April 2012
This review is from: Touching From a Distance: Ian Curtis and "Joy Division" (Kindle Edition)
From the first page turn I was so happy with this read as not once does it become difficult as the author takes you gently through what could have been a journey frought with bitter sadness.
A most informative book written by someone who knows the truth not just another hack out to make money off the back of others sadness.
Highly recommended read "this is the way step inside"
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