With an introduction by Steve Martin
Two pages into the script and an ache has developed in my gonads - I am both laughing out loud and agonized by the fact that the Withnail part is such a corker that not in a billion bank holidays will they ever seriously consider me.
When, in the summer of 1986, Richard E. Grant was cast as the lead in Withnail and I, his whole world shifted and he was set firmly on the path to international stardom. With Nails is his outrageous, irreverent and brutally funny account of that time and the years afterwards, of his self-doubt and anxiety on the route to Hollywood, and of all the extraordinary, mad, brilliant people in the film business.
From drinking himself incoherent so he could film Withnail and I to a night spent in Paris's red light district with a world-famous couple, to working with Hollywood's biggest actors and directors, Richard E. Grant - always eloquent, always honest - has documented, in his own inimitable style, what it is to become a film star. A rare classic, there is no book quite like it.
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In these dashing diaries of his recent years in the movies, Grant shares with candour his wonder at this aberrant universe and its inhabitants
An exceptionally vivid and penetrating insight into Hollywood film-making... What most of us want is gossip about starts, and this is something the book delivers in spades... Qualifies for that exclusive niche reserved for film star memoirs that are worth much more than a casual flick on the bookshop shelf
Lively, hilarious memoirs . . . The lovably nervous, marvellously bitchy Grant is blessed with a fluent style, acid wit and the eternal Hollywood outsider's passion for name-dropping, rubber-necking and raspberry-blowing . . . Grant has produced a classic Withnail himself would be proud of
The honesty and likeability of the man becomes addictive. It's not hard to read two hundred pages in a single sitting . . . this is a fast, scenic and often bizarre tale related by a credible witness . . . It's a star-packed savagely observed delight, and as a vivid psychological insight into one actor's complete experience of a film, it really does stand alone