Title: Scrappy Little Nobody
Author: Anna Kendrick
Publisher: Touchstone, 2016
Edition: Hardcover, 271 pages
Ever before she made a name for herself on the silver screen starring in films like Pitch Perfect, Up in the Air, Twilight, and Into the Woods, Anna Kendrick was unusually small, weird, and “10 perfect defiant.”
At the ripe age of thirteen, she had already resolved to “keep the crazy inside my head where it belonged. Forever. But here’s the thing about crazy: It. Wants. Out.” In Scrappy Little Nobody, she invites readers inside her brain, sharing extraordinary and charmingly ordinary stories with candor and winningly wry observations.
With her razor-sharp wit, Anna recounts the absurdities she’s experienced on her way to and from the heart of pop culture as only she can – from her unusual path to the performing arts (Vanilla Ice and baggy neon pants may have played a role) to her double life as a middle-school student who also starred on Broadway to her initial “dating experiments” (including only liking boys who didn’t like her back) to reviewing a binder full of butt doubles to her struggle to live like an adult woman instead of a perpetual “man-child.”
Enter Anna’s world and follow her rise from “scrappy little nobody” to somebody who dazzles on the stage, the screen, and now the page – with an electric, singular voice, at once familiar and surprising, sharp and sweet, funny and serious (well, not that serious).
I am a fan of Anna Kendrick – I think she’s real, authentic, honest, and so talented. So when I heard that she got a book deal, I was ecstatic. She’s already got a bit of a reputation for her witty and hilarious tweets and I felt for sure that she was going to dazzle as a memoir author.
I devoured the book in one sitting. I liked her stories – and it only reconfirmed everything I believed about her. That she really was just who she appears to be when you watch her in interviews and such. And while I did enjoy the memoir – it fell a little short of my expectations. But that might have been on me – I expected more of her little quips and hilarious observations that usually come in 140 characters or less. Which probably isn’t the best way to write a memoir of almost 300 pages.
What I did enjoy about the biography was that she was relateable – to a certain extent. The whole not-feeling-like-you-quite-fit-in thing and being an adult and not quite sure what that means. And I guess it’s a little reassuring to know that celebrities are just like real and normal people – just with a little more recognition and a different set of crazy in their lives.
Recommended for fans of Anna Kendrick – but fair warning, she’s a first-time author and I’m not quite sure that biographies are quite her medium to translate her brilliance.