This is the story of Sid Lewis, with his modest beginnings as the host in a nightclub and, after his invention of the character, the eponymous Mr Lonely, his rise to fame through television and his own show in Vegas.
This was a very odd book for me to read. Although it was obviously fiction, it felt like an accurate portrayal of the life of a comic, and was funny but disquieting, as Sid was a womaniser and there was definitely a seedy side to show business on display. What was odd though, was that Sid’s humour was Eric’s humour, and all I could hear when the jokes and funny quips came, was Eric’s voice which just didn’t seem right; I don’t want to think of my comic hero as a seedy womaniser!
I did enjoy it for the most part, but I did find it quite discomforting at times.