Bad Boy Drive: The Wild Lives and Fast Times of Marlon Brando, Dennis Hopper, Warren Beatty and Jack Nicholson
by Robert Sellers

'I don’t know what people expect when they meet me. They seem to be afraid that I’m going to piss in the potted palm and slap them on the ass.' Marlon Brando
'I should have been dead ten times over. I believe in miracles. It’s an absolute miracle that I’m still around.' Dennis Hopper
'The best time to get married is noon. That way, if things don’t work out, you haven’t blown the whole day.' Warren Beatty
'You only lie to two people in your life: your girlfriend and the police.' Jack Nicholson

They’re the baddest bad asses Hollywood has ever seen: Marlon Brando, Dennis Hopper, Warren Beatty and Jack Nicholson. These are men for whom rules did not apply, men for whom normal standards of behaviour were simply too wearisome to worry about. These are men who brawled, boozed, snorted and shagged their way into legend-hood – but along the way they changed acting and the way movies were made forever.

Bad Boy Drive is a whistle-stop tour of jaw-dropping sexual activity, misbehaviour of an Olympic standard, all-out excess and genuine madness. It’s a wonder Hollywood survived.

Bad Boy Drive: The Wild Lives and Fast Times of Marlon Brando, Dennis Hopper, Warren Beatty and Jack Nicholson
by Robert Sellers

'I don’t know what people expect when they meet me. They seem to be afraid that I’m going to piss in the potted palm and slap them on the ass.' Marlon Brando

'I should have been dead ten times over. I believe in miracles. It’s an absolute miracle that I’m still around.' Dennis Hopper

'The best time to get married is noon. That way, if things don’t work out, you haven’t blown the whole day.' Warren Beatty

'You only lie to two people in your life: your girlfriend and the police.' Jack Nicholson

They’re the baddest bad asses Hollywood has ever seen: Marlon Brando, Dennis Hopper, Warren Beatty and Jack Nicholson. These are men for whom rules did not apply, men for whom normal standards of behaviour were simply too wearisome to worry about. These are men who brawled, boozed, snorted and shagged their way into legend-hood – but along the way they changed acting and the way movies were made forever.

Bad Boy Drive is a whistle-stop tour of jaw-dropping sexual activity, misbehaviour of an Olympic standard, all-out excess and genuine madness. It’s a wonder Hollywood survived.

Before I Forget
by Fiona Phillips

Fiona Phillips is one of our best-loved television presenters. Well-known for being warm, chatty and down to earth, she attended her local comprehensive in Southampton before studying English in Birmingham. For over twelve years she presented GMTV, during which time she interviewed some of the most famous and influential people on the planet, from film stars to royalty, politicians to local heroes. But in August 2008 Fiona announced that she was to quit the job she loved, revealing that her father, Phil, had been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s just a year after her mother had died of the same disease and that she had decided to devote more time to him and to her family.

Before I Forget is a wonderfully honest account of growing up in the 1960s and 70s within a complex family. During her childhood her father could sometimes be distant and demanding which both saddened her and drove her to succeed, her mother always the devoted wife and the steady heart of the family. When Fiona lands the job at GMTV she revels in how proud they are of her achievement. When her mother and then her father succumb to Alzheimer’s we share in Fiona’s sadness as she movingly describes watching them fade away, one moment interviewing George Clooney the next taking a call from Pembrokeshire Social Services to say that her mother had wandered away from her care home.

Before I Forget is an extraordinary book which will resonate with Fiona’s millions of fans and the millions of people who day-by-day are going through, or have gone through, the same experiences.

Billie Jo
by Kimberley Chambers

Blood Counts
by Martin O'Brien

Daniel Jacquot doesn't know it yet, but someone is after his blood.

When you're a cop in Marseilles, threats of violence and revenge go with the territory. Usually they come to nothing, but when friends and colleagues start turning up dead it soon becomes clear that someone from Jacquot's past has a score to settle and intends to see it through.

But this killer is different. To sweeten the revenge, and cause the greatest pain, it's always the target's nearest and dearest who die. When Jacquot discovers that he's in the firing line, he knows that unless he can track down the killer then someone he loves will pay the ultimate price.