Rating:★★★★(maybe around 4.2)
I am not English
I am not Jewish
I am not Gay
I am not Male
I did not go through an English public school system or prison.
But I understood and related to every single beautiful syllable of this beautiful and honest memoir.
Stephen Fry’s first autobiography was an absolute pleasure from start to finish. He is a true master of words. This ‘celebrity tell all’ is heavy and pungent with words. Nice sweaty words filled with flavour and colour.
I love his attitude to life, his sense of humour and unflinching ability to stand up and speak out for what he believes in. He here tells a brutally honest account of his growing up and how he first came to realize that he was gay. He takes the reader through his days in a boarding school where he struggled to fit in and constantly rebelled against, without knowing quite why. He tells of his troubled mind and how it led him to spend time in prison prior to completing his education at Cambridge, he also speaks of his first love and questions his own thoughts and feelings. Fry attempts to analyze his own behaviour, struggling himself to understand why he grew up the way he did when he was treated no differently to his brother.
It is everything a good/great memoir should be, open, indulgent, philosophical, passionate, truthful, extravagant, confessional, with a hint of inaccuracy that only personal memory can provide.But it is never apologetic. Good for you, Stephen.
This is a treasure of a book.