If you were a teenager in the 80’s, you most definitely had a poster of at least one of these heartthrobs: Demi Moore, Phoebe Cates, Matthew Broderick, Andrew McCarthy and yes, who could ever forget Rob Lowe. The pretty boy of the notorious Brat Pack.
Rob Lowe has his memoir out on the shelves entitled “Stories I Only Tell My Friends”, which delves into years of movies, his beginnings, his pitfalls and his rise back into the good life. His autobiography has him telling of how he knocked at Liza Minelli’s hotel suite and introduced himself to the “Cabaret “diva at the tender and spunky age of 10 years old. That same drive for success is what got him through the relentless tides of stardom. He recalls his childhood years hanging out with neighbours Charlie Sheen and Emilio Esteves, and his early auditions and movies with Sean and Chris Penn.
Indeed, the man has a lot of stories to tell. His love for women, family, politics and acting. In 1983, director Francis Ford Coppola casted him in his movie “The Outsiders”. This was a breaking moment for the handsome heartthrob, in which he recalls the director asking them to begin their day’s work with a bit of Tai Chi. Lowe writes, “I don’t know what Tai Chi is. I look around for a delivery man. Maybe it’s some sort of Asian take-out. .. this would be great because I’m starving.”
His charming naivety is what led us all to like him just the way he is. Scandals and all. “Stories I Only Tell My Friends” is a good read for those of you who grew up with the Brat Pack. Re-live those years of John Hughes movies , re-kindle those juvenile heists, and find a growing respect for the same man who has found himself bathed in a much brighter light of fame.
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