| Okay, so at least you're interested enough to
pick up this book and look inside. I think you and I are going to get
along just fine. Life is full of choices. Right now, yours is wheter or
not to buy the autobiography of a middle-grade, kind of harmm actor.
Am I supposed to know this guy? you think to yourself.
No, and that's exactly the point. Bookstores are chock-full of
household-name actors and their high stakes shenanigans. I don't want to
be a spoilport, but we've all been down that road before.
Case in point: look to your left - see that Judy Garland book? You
don't need that, you know plenty about her already - great voice, crappy
life. Now look to your right at hte Charlston Heston book. You don't need
to cought up hard-earned dough for that either. You know his story too -
great voice, crappy toupee.
The truth is that thought you might not have a clue who I am, there are
countless working stiffs like me out there, grindling away every day at
the wheel of fortune.
If chins could kill. Confesions of a B Movie Actor is my first book,
and I invite you to ride with me through the choppy waters of blue-collar
Hollywood. Okay, so buy the damned book already, and read like the wind!
Best, Bruce Campbell
P.S.: If the book sucks, at least there are gobs of pictures, and
they're not crammed in the middle like all those other actor books. |