In a matter of months, he grew from a dorky beanpole into a hulking behemoth, showing off his rock hard muscles first on the streets of New York City and then alongside his colorful gym-rat friends in strip clubs and in the homes of the gotham elite. It was a swinging time, when "Would you like to dance?" turned into "Your place or mine?" and the guys with the muscles had all the ladies -- until their bodies, like Solotaroff''s, completely shut down.
But this isn't the gloom-and-doom addiction one might expect -- Solotaroff looks back at even his lowest points with a wicked sense of humor, and he sends up the disco era and its excess with all the kaleidoscopic detail of Boogie Nights or Saturday Night Fever.
Written with candor and sarcasm, The Body Shop is a memoir with all the elements of great fiction and dazzlingly displays Paul Solotaroff's celebrated writing talent.
Was looking for a fun read, I got a lesson in great writing
I can honestly say this book gave me a new appreciation and understanding of what constitutes good writing. Two things are present in this book: quality storytelling; the complex relationships and interactions between Paul and his father, his girlfriend, his mentor and himself. Second is the effective wordplay used throughout. The cover art speaks nothing to the complexity and depth of the words within.