Conte prairie Hollywood.

At the end of Prairie Tale, Melissa Gilbert lists the titles often funny, sometimes cruel offered by those around him for his biography. Prairie Tale was not perhaps the most appropriate because if the Laura of the Little House on the Prairie course back on his years under the leadership of Michael Landon it focuses mainly on the years after: his attempts failed to become a star of the big screen, its many complicated love stories (the book is no longer news that Melissa Bruce Bolxleitner divorced to remarry recently), repeated shootings telefilms rose water, its addiction to alcohol, problems with drugs, his term as president of the union of actors. Following its almost 350 pages, Meadow tale leaves the reader a funny feeling. If the book succeeds without any harm to trace the difficulties experienced by any child star to stay, adult, in the firmament (Melissa recently participated in Dance with the Stars which says a lot about the level where his career is today) the story is more annoying especially when he tackles childbirth, cosmetic surgery, emotional problems and introspection orchestrated by the inevitable therapist in a hodgepodge lewd touching mid mid laughable that would fit some television programs of early afternoon (follow my eyes). Clearly a cut above the insipid book Melissa Sue Anderson The way I see it, not worth Prairie tale Confessions of a Prairie Bitch, what the album a bit overestimated by Alison Arngrim devoted his last years green under the wig blonde Nellie Oleson. In reality, the chronicles of this legendary soap opera whose decor Walnut Grove remains for me to write, which contacts the hilarious Mrs. Oleson AKa Katherine MacGregor?