|Picture taken from the book’s own site because my high-def pic didn’t save correctly. Ah, the perils of blogging at pace.|
I make no bones about the fact I like to read widely. I’m happy to pick up most books, bar a couple of genres that just don’t thrill me (gory horror and really out-there sci-fi/fantasy, if you’re wondering, and even in those cases I’m always willing to have a go for an exceptional book that’s been recommended to me). I like literary fiction, self-help, YA, thrillers, non-fiction (of a bazillion different ilks), historical fiction, classics, autobiographies, mysteries, children’s books, comedy, romance, ‘man-goes-on-a-quest’ tomes. If there’s a book in my immediate vicinity, I’ll give it a read.
That being said, there are two genres which are probably my comfort zone. The two kinds of book that I’ve always got time for, and can read whatever my mood or situation is. The first group is chicklit. Like or loathe the term, by employing it you will know exactly what I’m talking about, and I love a good escape with Cecelia Aherne or Jojo Moyes or Sophie Kinsella.
The second group of books I really enjoy? Is the ever-growing genre of books by intelligent, talented women in the public eye and/or the entertainment business. I adored Bossypants. Yes Please genuinely made me think and changed my life for the better. Both Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me? and Why Not Me? entertained me greatly, as well as cementing my opinion that if Mindy Kaling ever needs a fat, less-famous, British wingwoman (it’s a niche role, but let’s go with it), I clearly have to make the shortlist. And recently I thoroughly enjoyed The Year of Yes, by the force of nature that is Shonda Rhimes.
So when I discovered that Anna Kendrick was penning a memoir, I was excited. I’ve always enjoyed her acting, whether it’s in Up In The Air, or the Pitch Perfect franchise, or Into The Woods. The real selling point for me, however, was Kendrick’s twitter, because the woman gives amazing tweet – they are dark, funny, witty, sharp and often a little R-rated. Which I love! In a world where a lot of famous folk seem content to tweet fairly beige content or avoid the platform entirely, celebrities like Anna Kendrick and Chrissy Teigen offer a refreshing realness.
Scrappy Little Nobody follows much of Anna’s tone on twitter – it’s warm and funny, and really fascinating to read about her journey through her profession so far. It’s also unafraid to get sweary and inappropriate from time to time, and the whole book reads like a good friend spinning a yarn over a glass or two of wine. I was impressed also with Kendrick’s honesty – a lot of celebrity memoirs gloss over the weirder, harder seasons, but here we go all-in – underage adventures, boyfriend woes, wine-stained carpets and all.
Kendrick’s acting career has been an unusual one (I hadn’t realised prior to this that she’d been nominated for a Tony aged twelve), and I love the glimpse you get into Hollywood and the realities of life on the film set and the publicity circuit. There are a lot of junkets, and plenty of Spanx.
This was a fun, readable book, and I really enjoyed it. If you like Anna’s work onscreen, her tweets on twitter, or just good, well-written observations of stage and screen (with a few f-bombs stirred in for good measure), you’ll enjoy this book.