On October 3, 2020, I reviewed Greg Martin‘s newest book, Watch It All Come Down, about the his astrological forecast for the U.S. in the last several months of 2020. I didn’t give it a rating since some people believe in astrology and some don’t. As we near the end of the year, many of his predictions have not come to fruition. Then again, the year’s not over…but one can’t help but notice that he’s kinda backed off from mentioning them on his Facebook page recently.
I decided to look a little deeper into Martin’s background (beyond him being George Martin’s son), including his IMDb page, and I discovered that he had written a memoir in 2000 called Dirty Rotten Scoundrel. According to the book cover…
He’s seduced thousands of women; He stole Tara Palmer-Tomkinson’s heart; He’s wicked but gorgeous – You’ll love him.
Well readers, I don’t even know where to begin with this one. Maybe with the publishing company that decided this book was worth publishing! It seems Greg Martin wrote the book to dig himself out of a hole that was created when he became engaged to British actress Tara Palmer-Tomkinson. That name ring a bell? As an American, it means nothing to me, but apparently she was/is a hot commodity in England. The romance started and ended very badly in all of about 6 weeks total. Seems Greg thought he could straighten out the media damage that had been done by publishing his side of the story along with his sexual history in this book. In my opinion, he only does more damage.
I don’t know in what decade anyone would draw upon his stories and think, “Oh what a stud! I want to be just like him!”, but throughout these pages he is bedding women like Madonna and Sharon Stone, Greg claims that many men admire him for his skills as a playboy. Near the end of the book, he even lists tips for successfully seducing women.
Obviously, I’m not the only one that has felt this way about a book that seems to spend more time stroking Martin’s ego and trying to sell him as some sexual gift to women. He got quite the thrashing in The Guardian in March 2000 when a reporter interviewed him about his new book. I’ve attached a link at the bottom of this review for you to read for yourself.
I had to force myself to finish this book (for the sake of writing an honest review), without ever laughing even once, when the inside cover promised, “The anecdotes Greg has to tell are genuinely hilarious as he spills the beans about all his bizarre sexual encounters….” All I can say is – what the hell was he and his publishers thinking! And for that reason…
I rate this book….oh f*ck it…I can’t even rate it!