Blew me off the planet: In “The Ritual Of Illusion,” Richard Christian Matheson sets the reader seemingly adrift on a swift-moving river of greed and gold, graft and glory. It is a river to nowhere. A river of no return. A river rushing to the tortured Hollywood Heart Of Darkness. With a touch of Hollywood black magic we become the newsreel reporter - Jerry Thompson in Citizen Kane - tasked to ferret out the unspeakable secret of a macabre “Rosebud.” The secret is actress Stephanie Vamore who breaks the hearts of millions, and the banks of a wealthy few, when she disappears during a mysterious crash that takes three lives. Or is it four? Cinema verite style, we pick our way through the shards of a shattered Hollywood Sign, trying to make sense of this beautiful icon who cometed across the Silver Screen of our souls. There are three questions we keep asking of everyone we meet, be they weeping love/hate fans, terrified producers and agents, cynical writers or fame-hungry cops. And those questions are: Did she die? Is she alive?
Or did she ever live at all? - Allan Cole, (My Hollywood MisAdventures, Sten Series co-author)