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theveronicareview's review against another edition
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Maybe I'm alone in this, but I believe we all come into this world aware of Elvis. His work and persona are so deeply embedded in our collective consciousness that, whether a fan or not, some aspect of our lives is bound to be touched by his impact on our culture and society.
Likewise, so many of us have our own perception of who Elvis was: cool, suave, annoying, proud - whatever it is, the majority of us are likely wrong. So few people knew the real Elvis and, arguably, one of the people who knew him best was his only wife, Priscilla.
I am not the type of person to rate/judge a memoir, but Elvis and Me was one of the most fascinating books I've read.
Constantly toeing the line between condemning & condoning the actions of Elvis, her parents, & herself, Priscilla recounts how she was courted by the singer at just 14 years of age. She spent late nights at Elvis' house in Germany, she was allowed to travel to another country to be with him, & she finished school in another country from her parents just so she could remain near the singer. Elvis taught Priscilla how to dress & how to act. She was given drugs so she could keep up with his demanding lifestyle. Priscilla went from being her parents' child to Elvis' child bride (though they actually married when she was 21), & it would be years before she'd realize she could be her own person, separate from Elvis.
Reading this memoir with modern eyes, it's baffling how their relationship was accepted. In her memoir, Priscilla does note that her parents were hesitant & insinuated that Elvis knew it was inappropriate, but that didn't make this read easier to digest. Obviously, it's now difficult for me to think of Elvis, the person, & not be repulsed. Reading other reviews of Priscilla's memoir, it's clear her words injured some who love/loved Elvis & who want his legacy to remain intact. Others are baffled by Priscilla's romanticization of their time together - some to the point of nausea and others with the desire to know more.
What appalled me more is that I went the majority of my life thinking they were the same age and that their relationship was respectable. It may be impossible to know or perceive how all the world's idols behave behind closed doors (although Elvis left that door opened just a crack, I'd say), but I think Priscilla's memoir is just another example of why we should always admire celebrities and their work with an objective eye. We don't truly know any one of them.
Likewise, so many of us have our own perception of who Elvis was: cool, suave, annoying, proud - whatever it is, the majority of us are likely wrong. So few people knew the real Elvis and, arguably, one of the people who knew him best was his only wife, Priscilla.
I am not the type of person to rate/judge a memoir, but Elvis and Me was one of the most fascinating books I've read.
Constantly toeing the line between condemning & condoning the actions of Elvis, her parents, & herself, Priscilla recounts how she was courted by the singer at just 14 years of age. She spent late nights at Elvis' house in Germany, she was allowed to travel to another country to be with him, & she finished school in another country from her parents just so she could remain near the singer. Elvis taught Priscilla how to dress & how to act. She was given drugs so she could keep up with his demanding lifestyle. Priscilla went from being her parents' child to Elvis' child bride (though they actually married when she was 21), & it would be years before she'd realize she could be her own person, separate from Elvis.
Reading this memoir with modern eyes, it's baffling how their relationship was accepted. In her memoir, Priscilla does note that her parents were hesitant & insinuated that Elvis knew it was inappropriate, but that didn't make this read easier to digest. Obviously, it's now difficult for me to think of Elvis, the person, & not be repulsed. Reading other reviews of Priscilla's memoir, it's clear her words injured some who love/loved Elvis & who want his legacy to remain intact. Others are baffled by Priscilla's romanticization of their time together - some to the point of nausea and others with the desire to know more.
What appalled me more is that I went the majority of my life thinking they were the same age and that their relationship was respectable. It may be impossible to know or perceive how all the world's idols behave behind closed doors (although Elvis left that door opened just a crack, I'd say), but I think Priscilla's memoir is just another example of why we should always admire celebrities and their work with an objective eye. We don't truly know any one of them.
Content Warnings
Graphic: Adult/minor relationship, Toxic relationship, and Pedophilia
Moderate: Infidelity, Drug abuse, and Misogyny
toofondofbooks_'s review against another edition
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i can't rate this. how do you rate this? all i know is that i'm crying. my poor little heart needs
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Graphic: Adult/minor relationship, Death of parent, Emotional abuse, Suicide attempt, Misogyny, Death, Domestic abuse, Sexual content, and Suicidal thoughts
Minor: Child death, War, and Fatphobia
briski's review against another edition
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3.5
Ok so here’s the thing. I’m in my Elvis era. I’ve been in my Elvis era because I’m a slut for some Baz Luhrmann cinematic mania and for Austin Butler but PRISCILLA. The amount of times I audibly said yikes was far too many. The amount of time I heard the word karate was far too many. Who would have guessed martial arts would be what lead to Priscilla’s awakening moment? And while there were soooooooooooooooooooooo many red flags (none of which PP really called out) that ending really did make me a little sad. Things I feel are worth remembering
Elvis took PP to the morgue as adventurous little trips
PP took lessons from Chuck Norris
When PP met Elvis she had JUST turned 14 and he was dressed like a target employee eating bacon sandwiches with mustard
He rented out entire movie theaters and roller rinks
They fully stood up on roller coasters
He died at the same age as him mom
PP refused to gain weight during her pregnancy and they were banging up until the last 6 weeks of her pregnancy
EDIT I’m bumping this up from 3 to 3.5 because I’m still thinking about it. That doesn’t mean it’s exceptionally well written but I think it deserves a boost for how long it’s lingered in my brain. Truly the morgue stuff is gonna be a permanent resident in my mind. I can’t believe that was real.
Elvis took PP to the morgue as adventurous little trips
PP took lessons from Chuck Norris
When PP met Elvis she had JUST turned 14 and he was dressed like a target employee eating bacon sandwiches with mustard
He rented out entire movie theaters and roller rinks
They fully stood up on roller coasters
He died at the same age as him mom
PP refused to gain weight during her pregnancy and they were banging up until the last 6 weeks of her pregnancy
EDIT I’m bumping this up from 3 to 3.5 because I’m still thinking about it. That doesn’t mean it’s exceptionally well written but I think it deserves a boost for how long it’s lingered in my brain. Truly the morgue stuff is gonna be a permanent resident in my mind. I can’t believe that was real.
Content Warnings
Moderate: Infidelity, Pregnancy, Religious bigotry, Death of parent, Domestic abuse, Death, Mental illness, Sexual assault, Fatphobia, Adult/minor relationship, Alcohol, Drug abuse, Eating disorder, Emotional abuse, Alcoholism, Drug use, Body shaming, and Misogyny
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