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THE GOD OF DRIVING

HOW I OVERCAME FEAR AND PUT MYSELF IN THE DRIVER’S SEAT (WITH THE HELP OF A GOOD AND MYSTERIOUS MAN)

As much a profile of the author as of Attila, and likely to appeal more to Vanity Fair readers than the Car and Driver crowd.

A Manhattan socialite’s effusive account of the weirdly symbiotic relationship that developed between herself and a Turkish driving instructor with a penchant for platitudes and a diversified employment background.

When Fine, who writes on fashion, art, and design for Vanity Fair, began taking driving lessons with Attila, dubbed by her the God of Driving, a book editor friend urged her to take notes and keep a diary. The present work is the result. With Attila, who teaches personal growth as well as driving, she learns not just how to handle a car, but how to handle herself. Under his guidance, she finds her patience, peace of mind, and consideration increasing and her physical health improving. Under her guidance, he learns to speak better English. After months of car-driving lessons, Attila introduces her to motorcycles. For her first bike lesson, Fine reports: “I selected black leather pants with ruffles down the legs, a tiny silver Geoffrey Beene T-shirt, and some old black boots from Manolo Blahnik.” Details such as this pervade Fine’s breezy reporting. To drive a sports car she rents for them at $700 a day, Attila wears “immaculate white linen pants, a short-sleeved plaid aqua shirt, slickly polished loafers, and no socks,” while she is clad in “a short navy blue cap-sleeved Beene shirt that unzipped down the front like a scuba suit and blue-and-white Monolo mules.” Even the brand of her body cream is recorded. When the motorcycle they purchase jointly is stolen from Attila before she ever rides it, their relationship stumbles briefly, but matters pick up again when they attend a three-day driving school in Connecticut, where Attila learns racing and she practices accident avoidance. Two weeks later she invites him to join her at the Maybach First Drive, a Mercedes publicity event in Hamburg, Germany. By the happy ending, Fine is driving with confidence and pleasure, and Attila, with her help, is about to open his own driving school.

As much a profile of the author as of Attila, and likely to appeal more to Vanity Fair readers than the Car and Driver crowd.

Pub Date: Sept. 1, 2004

ISBN: 0-7432-4421-4

Page Count: 336

Publisher: Simon & Schuster

Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: June 15, 2004

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NIGHT

The author's youthfulness helps to assure the inevitable comparison with the Anne Frank diary although over and above the...

Elie Wiesel spent his early years in a small Transylvanian town as one of four children. 

He was the only one of the family to survive what Francois Maurois, in his introduction, calls the "human holocaust" of the persecution of the Jews, which began with the restrictions, the singularization of the yellow star, the enclosure within the ghetto, and went on to the mass deportations to the ovens of Auschwitz and Buchenwald. There are unforgettable and horrifying scenes here in this spare and sombre memoir of this experience of the hanging of a child, of his first farewell with his father who leaves him an inheritance of a knife and a spoon, and of his last goodbye at Buchenwald his father's corpse is already cold let alone the long months of survival under unconscionable conditions. 

The author's youthfulness helps to assure the inevitable comparison with the Anne Frank diary although over and above the sphere of suffering shared, and in this case extended to the death march itself, there is no spiritual or emotional legacy here to offset any reader reluctance.

Pub Date: Jan. 16, 2006

ISBN: 0374500010

Page Count: 120

Publisher: Hill & Wang

Review Posted Online: Oct. 7, 2011

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 15, 2006

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THE PURSUIT OF HAPPYNESS

FROM MEAN STREETS TO WALL STREET

Well-told and admonitory.

Young-rags-to-mature-riches memoir by broker and motivational speaker Gardner.

Born and raised in the Milwaukee ghetto, the author pulled himself up from considerable disadvantage. He was fatherless, and his adored mother wasn’t always around; once, as a child, he spied her at a family funeral accompanied by a prison guard. When beautiful, evanescent Moms was there, Chris also had to deal with Freddie “I ain’t your goddamn daddy!” Triplett, one of the meanest stepfathers in recent literature. Chris did “the dozens” with the homies, boosted a bit and in the course of youthful adventure was raped. His heroes were Miles Davis, James Brown and Muhammad Ali. Meanwhile, at the behest of Moms, he developed a fondness for reading. He joined the Navy and became a medic (preparing badass Marines for proctology), and a proficient lab technician. Moving up in San Francisco, married and then divorced, he sold medical supplies. He was recruited as a trainee at Dean Witter just around the time he became a homeless single father. All his belongings in a shopping cart, Gardner sometimes slept with his young son at the office (apparently undiscovered by the night cleaning crew). The two also frequently bedded down in a public restroom. After Gardner’s talents were finally appreciated by the firm of Bear Stearns, his American Dream became real. He got the cool duds, hot car and fine ladies so coveted from afar back in the day. He even had a meeting with Nelson Mandela. Through it all, he remained a prideful parent. His own no-daddy blues are gone now.

Well-told and admonitory.

Pub Date: June 1, 2006

ISBN: 0-06-074486-3

Page Count: 320

Publisher: Amistad/HarperCollins

Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 15, 2006

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