Mr. S : My Life with Frank Sinatra

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Summary: Win One for the Zipper
Review: "Mr. S: My Life with Frank Sinatra," by his former valet of 15 years George Jacobs. Enough vanity, insecurity, envy, racism, drinking, smoking, womanizing and deal-making for three lifetimes. Jacobs takes you into the "board room" and the bedroom to reveal intimate portraits of the larger-than-life Chairman himself, the woman he never stopped loving Ava Gardner, mob associates such as one-time Al Capone "wheel man" Sam Giancana, that pitiful plaything of the rich and famous Marilyn Monroe, and the utterly vile Kennedy father (who was even "crueler about Jews than he was about blacks") and his charismatic, whore-mongering son (drinking, drugs and round-the-clock sex that had even the insatiable Sinatra panting).

If Ronald Reagan's motto was "Win one for the Gipper," JFK's (and Sinatra's) surely had to be "Win one for the Zipper."

Rating:
Summary: redundant
Review: i expected a man that spent virtually 20 hours a day for 15 years with fs to have a little more insight than recounting how many broads he a)slept with b)wanted to sleep with c)could've slept with but didn't (not many) or d) compared to ava gardner. oh, and don't forget about how much he loved being "connected"...it's stated here about a thousand times. if you're a big fan of mr.s there's not much here you didn't already know...he was egotistic, shallow, insecure, rude, childish...and had a great voice. basically every trait needed to become a huge star. not that the author didn't love him..he did. this book won't make you feel any different about francis albert...i just expected less foolish, redundant gossip and a little more insight on things we didn't know about the man. by page 50 i was hoping for more than just mr.s' conquests....it never happened. do yourself a favor and stick to listening to the voice, instead of reading about him.