Friday, May 09, 2014

Little raspberry, raspberry of mine

The title of the book translates "You don't believe it anyway..." and I admit, I had difficulties believing this stuff. This is an interview book of a Finnish-born actor Ville Haapasalo who went to Russia in the nineties and after years of struggle and unbelievable stories became a superstar. According to the report, he was poisoned, eavestropped and beaten a few million times, he was on a crazy diet, tried to kill himself three times, he befriended the Russian mafia, all the oligarchs, KGB and Vladimir Putin. Yet it was so well and convincingly told, that you kind of believe it all. Don't know. You read this fucker in a heartbeat, so that's cool, but you couldn't get the feeling that you've read a book, you know, it was more like an interview you pick up from a magazine.

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