A critically acclaimed best-seller set in the glamorous, gangster-dominated Hollywood of the 1940s tells the story of Blue Tyler, a child star who disappears from Hollywood and becomes a bag lady in New York City. Reprint. National ad/promo.
John Gregory Dunne was an American novelist, screenwriter and literary critic.
He was born in Hartford, Connecticut, and was a younger brother of author Dominick Dunne. He suffered from a severe stutter and took up writing to express himself. Eventually he learned to speak normally by observing others. He graduated from Princeton University in 1954 and worked as a journalist for Time magazine. He married novelist Joan Didion on 30 January 1964, and they became collaborators on a series of screenplays, including Panic in Needle Park (1971), A Star Is Born (1976) and True Confessions (1981), an adaptation of his own novel. He is the author of two non-fiction books about Hollywood, The Studio and Monster.
As a literary critic and essayist, he was a frequent contributor to The New York Review of Books. His essays were collected in two books, Quintana & Friends and Crooning.
He wrote several novels, among them True Confessions, based loosely on the Black Dahlia murder, and Dutch Shea, Jr.
He was the writer and narrator of the 1990 PBS documentary L.A. is It with John Gregory Dunne, in which he guided viewers through the cultural landscape of Los Angeles.
He died in Manhattan of a heart attack, in December 2003. His final novel, Nothing Lost, which was in galleys at the time of his death, was published in 2004.
He was father to Quintana Roo Dunne, who died in 2005 after a series of illnesses, and uncle to actors Griffin Dunne (who co-starred in An American Werewolf in London) and Dominique Dunne (who co-starred in Poltergeist).
His wife, Joan Didion, published The Year of Magical Thinking in October 2005 to great critical acclaim, a memoir of the year following his death, during which their daughter, Quintana Roo Dunne, was seriously ill. It won the National Book Award.
Intellectual, colorful, and loaded with detail. But in the end I am disappointed. There is a jerky, disjointed pace to the book. The ending just drifted into place. The 512 pages were about 200 too many. And as the storyline progressed, I had a vision of the movie Bugsy -- and I didn't like the comparison because I wanted so much more for this book. The story of Meta Dierdorf could have led to something dramatic and powerfully explosive, and even unifying to the plot line. Yet she ended up being a distraction and a nuisance. However, John Gregory Dunne is still on my 'to-read list,' for the simple reason he employs a rich vocabulary and delivers a product with a higher than average Lexile score.
I reread Joan Didion's "A Year of Magical Thinking" and she talks so much about her husband's writing that I had to pick it up and see what kind of man was married to such a wonderful, talented woman. About "Playland:" I wasn't really drawn in. It's a story about a woman who was a child movie star and disappears, the narrator is the one who goes to find her, and how he gets sucked in to the connected web of her story, mobsters, gamblers, death, trailer parks, and his own personal mess where his wife died in a crash before they were going to get divorced. It was tough for me to power through, but I wouldn't say Don't Read It. B-
John Gregory Dunne is an unfairly overloooked master, way better a novelist than Norman Mailer in my opinion. PLAYLAND is a wicked collision between an amoral Fifties starlet -- kind of Shirley Temple all grown up -- and a Bugsy Siegel gangster. The scene where the gangster arrives at Los Angeles train station to be met by the LAPD is tuning-fork pitch perfect fiction writing. The book reads like grown-up James Ellroy. Highly recommended.
This was slow starting for me, but then I could not wait to finish it to discover what happened to Blue and her friends. I though the characters were interesting.
Screenwriter Jack Broderick gets caught up in a search for former child star Blue Tyler. The portrayal of retro Hollywood is colorful and maybe too detailed. Sometimes I found myself wondering, "Who cares?" The book did hold my interest enough to finish it, but not to re-read.