I don’t normally go in for celebrity biographies but a) it’s summer and b) I’m recovering from surgery so I’m definitely in the mood for junk food.
That’s not to say Bryan Cranston’s memoir is trash. It’s light but by no means vapid, and boasts some valuable insights into the actor’s craft.
And Cranston is a craftsman first and foremost. He’s talented, sure, but he rose to acclaim – most notably as Walter White in the masterpiece that was Breaking Bad – through hard work and persistence rather than any God-given gift.
The book’s best sections deal with The One Who Knocks – how did he channel the darkness required for such an intense and unsettling performance? And what kind of emotional toll did it take?
Elsewhere he tells of his troubled childhood and dysfunctional family, and shares amusing anecdotes about his early career. It’s candid and not always entirely flattering – like all good biographies.