This book is something I just started reading, but already it's speaking to me since I adored Judy Garland as a child and still do to some degree. Boyt's book isn't really about the wonderful Garland, though, even if it appears so on the surface and is full of lovely photos and interesting little tidbits about the singer's life.
It's more about the author and society and how some of us, especially those of us who get more lonely than others, can focus on one particular star and feel like we know them and somehow need them in our lives for comfort and joy...wacko as this may sound, it's true.
more on this later....
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