This book is neither interesting nor educational(regarding Hollyowood, I mean). However, it makes [unintentionally] one excellent point about actors: Brad Davis' life and career show that not only women are treated as "piece of meat" in Hollywood; it also applies to men, who happen to be handsome, sexy, etc. Looks can help actors' career and they can also destroy it, if actors are not allowed "out of their stereotypes" or if they become too impressed with themselves. Maybe Davis was not handsome per se, but there was an undeniable and irresistible sensuality/mystery about him. You can almost feel it, watching his films and looking at the photos. Davis' wife stayed with him, despite of all the hell he put her through, because she had always been desperately in love with him. And now she is still angry. She testifies in the book that Davis was self-destructive, unstable, and careless person, who was a hustler in his young days and later spent many nights on the town, "cruising and boozing". Yet, she is still afraid to admit who he really was. Why write this book, then? This book is very depressing and certainly is very uninspiring to AIDS-affected people, their families, gay people, and even young actors, who are starting in the business. I feel for Susan Bluestein as a woman, who chose a difficult life and a difficult love, but she does not seem to be a person, who knew Davis best. May be there is somebody else, or may be noone could ever really know him...In any case, Davis's made an important contribution to the world of cinema.