I loved Mollen's I Like You Just the Way I Am. It was hysterical, insecure, and felt just a little bit overly embellished. Reading it was like going down the Hollywood rabbit hole but only getting to look through the keyholes. I was excited for another round.
Sadly, Live Fast Die Hot just wasn't very funny. Amusing, sometimes just cheeky enough to earn a snort or a chuckle. But this time around it Mollen's look at her life lacked the punchy wit. I found myself very much noticing how much more mature she sounded and while part of me was happy for her as she now has a child to be a grown up for... a part of me felt like that was what made it not so funny. Much like all of us who have kids and find ourselves no longer getting up to our wild antics, Mollen seems to have done the same. Yay for her but enh for her book.
Notes: ARC received via NetGalley.
Live Fast Die Hot by Jenny Mollen
Biography, Humor, Motherhood
Digital/Print/Audio (273 pages, DOUBLEDAY)
Jenny Mollen is a writer and actress living in New York. Until two years ago, her lifewas exciting, sexy, a little eccentric, and one hundred percent impulsive. She had a husband who embraced her crazy—who understood her need to occasionally stalk around the house in his ex-girlfriend’s old beach caftans and to invite their drug dealer to Passover seder (so he wouldn’t feel like they were using him only for drugs).
Then they had their son, Sid, and overnight, Jenny was forced to grow up: to be responsible, to brush her hair, to listen to her voicemail.
Live Fast Die Hot is a collection of stories about what happens when you realize that some things are more important than crafting the perfect tweet. It follows Jenny to Morocco, where she embarks on a quest to prove to herself that she can travel alone without reenacting a plotline from Taken. It shows her confronting demons—most of them from childhood, a few from the spirit realm. And it culminates in Peru, where Jenny decides that maybe the cure for her anxiety as a mom lies at the bottom of a cup of ayahuasca.
Hilarious, outlandish, and surprisingly affecting, Live Fast Die Hot reminds you that even if you aren’t cut out for parenting, at least you can be better at it than your mother.