Synopsis (from Goodreads): A collection of humorous autobiographical essays by the Academy Award-nominated actress and star of Up in the Air and Pitch Perfect.
Even 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 percent 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 always suspected Anna Kendrick would be a delightful person and reading her autobiography only confirmed my suspicions.
Not only is Anna a gifted actress, she also has a witty way of saying the most self-deprecating things with charm and humour. Anyone who’s ever considered themselves a bit of a weirdo will find her stories funny and relatable. You could even say she’s a revelation (that’s an in-joke who those of us who have read the book!) The footnotes were especially amusing – I’ve seen the one about The Rock floating around on Tumblr and I’m pleased to report it had many notes. You’re Tumblr famous, Anna! That’s when you know you’ve made it. ;P
Truth time: I don’t read a lot of memoirs (or any, oops) so I can’t judge this book against other books of its type. But by the end of the book, I felt like Anna was my slightly-kooky-but-pretty-awesome new friend. Overall, Scrappy Little Nobody earns a solid 4 stars from me.