A review by soulkissed2003
Never Grow Up by Jackie Chan

2.0

I enjoy reading memoirs and biographical books. I've always enjoyed Jackie Chan's American movies, so I thought it would be interesting to learn more about him. His stories are, indeed, ones that draw you in -- at first. Before long, however, you start to see a side of him that is rather unpleasant, and the stories lose their luster.

He talks about mistakes he made in relationships when he was younger, about not dealing with women properly or respectfully. Well, a woman who hadn't dealt with enough jackasses over the years might say, well, he was young, he probably outgrew that. I know better . . . they don't outgrow it. So I guess it was inevitable when, as time went on in his storytelling timeline, his self-absorption became more apparent.

I made it almost two thirds of the way through the book, and I am very disappointed, not because I expect an actor or stunt man to be a hero by default, but because he apparently thinks his way of seeing himself and those around him is somehow justified. I have lost any respect for him. If it was someone else writing the story without his approval of the whole project, I might have said, well that author could well be biased, but no, this was HIS story, with his input and go-ahead. Ugh.