Title: Anne of Hollywood
Author: Carol Wolper
Publisher: Gallery Books
Release Date: January 24th, 2012
Don’t get me wrong, I loved Anne of Hollywood by Carol Wolper. I loved how she retold the tragic love story of Anne Boleyn and Henry VIII. The aspect of the book I didn’t like was the use of the real names. Not just the real first name like Anne, or Jane, or even Catherine but the surnames as well like Boleyn, Seymour, and Aragon. It just seemed a little too far fetched for parents to name their children after a tragedy and even more far fetched for them to have the same last name as those tragic players of the past.
In the end, I loved this book a lot once I got over the names and the fact that I knew the predictable ending. You really did not get inside Henry’s head, the story was mainly told by the women, so it looked like Henry didn’t really care about anyone or anything except himself and who he could get in bed. There was one chapter narrated by him, and I inhaled that chapter like it was coffee and Henry was the stimulant I just couldn’t get enough of because, let’s face it. There are always two sides to every story, and I wanted to dig deeper into why Henry (past and present) is doing and did what he did. Confusing? Yeah, I thought so.
I know Henry VIII wasn’t the greatest guy but everyone has motivations behind what they do and how they act and I wanted to know his even though I knew it was fiction.