Diane Keaton

I love to read, but don't do it nearly as much as I used to.  When I do I tend to read biographies and true crime.  I recently read Diane Keaton's memoir Then Again.  I can't say that I would recommend  it, but I found it interesting.  She's as quirky a writer as she is an actress and I would say she is an acquired taste.  I loved her in Something's Gotta Give with Jack Nicholson but thought she seemed very out of place as Michael Corleone's wife in The Godfather (one of my favorite films).  I have not seen many other of her movies and probably never will.  Out of everything in the book, what stands out the most is her account of the bulimia she suffered while she was first getting started as an actress in New York and dating Woody Allen.  She said that she would binge every day and that a typical evening meal (AFTER a huge breakfast, brunch and lunch) would consist of an entire bucket of Kentucky Fried Chicken, several orders of french fries with blue cheese and ketchup, a couple of TV dinners, chocolate-covered almonds, a large bottle of 7Up, a pound of peanut brittle, M&Ms, mango juice, an entire Sara Lee pound cake, and three frozen banana-cream pies.  She would then purge, go to bed, get up the next morning and do it all over again.  I bet I read that paragraph 10 times and still cannot comprehend someone eating all of that in one sitting.  Sitting here reading it over again, it still does not compute.  Sometimes we look at the the lifestyles of these larger than life folks and are green with envy.  When we occasionally get a glimpse behind the scenes we realize that maybe they should feel that way about us.