A fun, quick read. Great stories with cameos by Cary Grant, Dick Wolf, Demi Moore. Lots of time spent on the making of the Outsiders...but breezes through the West Wing and stops there. Where's the dirt on Sally Field and Calista Flockhart and the week-after-henious week of bizarre plots on Brothers & Sisters, which drove him into a persistent vegetative state, which sounded like a good deal if it meant getting off that show?! Lyon's Den, anyone?

One item of note: you'll perhaps be unsurprised to learn that Rob Lowe has had a lot of sex. Like, a lot. The book is usual celebrity mix of extremely selective, self-serving and self-justifying stuff about how life as a hot star is, well, hard. Really, Really Hard. But he's a good enough writer (who thinks he's a great writer) without being mean-spirited or a gossip. I would have liked to get much more dirt on, say, the sex tape, Princess Stephanie, and the West Wing behind-the-scenes drama, instead of one-sided half-analyses from which he emerges sounding reasonable, balanced, gracious, humble, and never possibly the cause of the problems. Just the victim. Yet it was more charming than I expected. He loves his kids, he loves his wife (and is still married after 20 years) and he's humble and forthright about his addiction and sobriety, which I always respect. All in all, a fun read. But really, you don't need to read it, because as it turns out, there are pictures of him throughout. And in many of them, he's shirtless. So, you know.