Book Review: There’s a memoir and then there’s bragging – Will the book brags

Actor, rapper, philosopher and adventure taker, Will Smith, once said, “The only thing that I see that is distinctly different about me is I’m not afraid to die on a treadmill. I will not be out-worked, period. You might have more talent than me, you might be smarter than me, you might be sexier than me, you might be all of those things you got it on me in nine categories. But if we get on the treadmill together, there’s two things: You’re getting off first, or I’m going to die. It’s really that simple, right?

He continue to say, “You’re not going to out-work me. It’s such a simple, basic concept. The guy who is willing to hustle the most is going to be the guy that just gets that loose ball. The majority of people who aren’t getting the places they want or aren’t achieving the things that they want in this business is strictly based on hustle. It’s strictly based on being out-worked; it’s strictly based on missing crucial opportunities. I say all the time if you stay ready, you ain’t gotta get ready.”

It was a long-winded way for the father of three to say he is hard-worker, and that he doesn’t like to lose.

Smith, with the help of writer Mark Manson, takes 432 pages in ‘Will’ the book– almost in dissertation format, – to let his readers know just how great he is. Yeah, it was long-winded.

I wanted to like the book, the story … really, I did. I have been a fan of Will Smith, the actor, for years – or at least when he starred in ‘The Fresh Prince of Bel Air’ and ‘Hitch’ and ‘Pursuit of Happiness.’

Not going to totally ‘dis’ Smith here – I mean, the man, as an actor and as a musician, has really achieved a lot. He deserves the applause for sure. But not sure if he deserves as much as he is getting or that he gives himself in the book.

“Will” the book starts out pretty good. In fact, my heart really felt for him, and the life he came from was like a lot of folks – poor, without a stable father. Smith came out of the gate with sincerity, a little humbleness and heart.

But then … it was like he kind of lost steam, or his ‘writing train’ went off ‘track.’ From the profanity – which he had refrained from in his music early on thanks to his grandma – to the detailed, and I mean detailed – stuff about his intimate moments with his wife, Jada and other women to just the very wordy spiels about his ‘greatness’ and ‘success’ – well, it was as someone already said – a ‘bragathon’ to the nth degree. As my grandma would say, old Will’s proverbial britches have gotten too big for him. Or something like that.

Oh, and the trips … the risks he takes because he says he is conquering his fears. Here’s my thought, maybe writing this book was something he felt he had to do … like therapy for himself … or maybe it was just a part of his latest escapade to find the ‘next big thing.’ Like he is adding another notch in the ‘proverbial bedpost’ of his life. That’s what I got out of it.

Had Will stopped halfway through the book, I would have rated it higher. I give it 3.5 stars.

Will, I am sorry, I tried to like it. I tried. It just wasn’t my cup of joe. To the rest of you, you might like it better than me – go ahead and read it. I donated my copy to a local library anonymously.


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