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Michel Schneider - Marilyn's last session in the morning

part # 1 of the series "Book of the Month" - thoughts while reading

A real treasure, met me for ridiculous 4 € in the bargain counter of a large bookstore, and the now second novel about Marilyn Monroe, which I read - after "I killed Norma Jean" by Hanjo Lehmann , I fished a few years ago on vacation from the pocket of my mother and me, even though the Handung was largely fictional, but heavily inspired and took me to this incredibly fascinating woman. This book deals

now with Marilyn's relationship to psychoanalysis, specifically at their last psychoanalyst Dr Greenson, who in the last years of her life her closest confidant.

He was also the one who discovered her body and the police from their "suicide" having sat, of which he was far from convincing as.

The book begins in the present, 2006, when almost all the players are already dead, and builds the plot without any chronology in flashbacks, which, after some calls of concentration when reading, also you should at least rudimentary in Hollywood of the early sixties years know - writers (Arthur Miller, Truman Capote, F. Scott Fitzgerald, etc.), actor (Clark Gable, James Dean, etc.) and other personalities appear to abound in the plot. So much for basic understanding.
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"What she has - this presence, this light, the flash of intelligence - could be on the stage does not come out, it is so fragile and subtle, that capture only the camera can It resembles a flying hummingbird: Only one camera can capture the poetry in it. " (P.100)

What fascinated me right the first book to Marilyn was probably the most glaring discrepancy between their real life and the image that one has kept from her - and that it is not nearly meet. Behind the beautiful, slightly naive blonde, the child's voice and their legendary "airs and graces" really put a smart, heavy unstable woman who was exploited only by their environment and abused - and is still perceived as a pin-up in the fifties and sixties.

All in all, my penchant for self-destructive, drug-addicted genius and style icons of my environment is sufficiently known, and this book gives him only a new impetus. Very worth reading for those who like to deal with people behind their masks.