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- By SIDNEY URQUHART
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- TITLE: THIS CRAZY THING CALLED LOVE
- AUTHOR: Susan Braudy
- PUBLISHER: Knopf; 480 Pages; $25
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- THE BOTTOM LINE: A feckless society couple who deserved
- each other are the subjects of a disappointing biography.
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- Hemingway was wrong. The very rich are not different from
- you and me. They can be just as foolish and venal as the rest
- of us. Over the years it has been difficult to pity Ann
- Woodward. Certainly Truman Capote and Dominick Dunne were
- merciless in their barely disguised fictional portraits of
- social climbing metastasized into murder. But in Susan Brau dy's
- lackluster account, readers are permitted at least an occasional
- twinge of compassion as they watch a gawky girl from the Kansas
- plains emerge from the chrysalis of gritty rural poverty into
- Manhattan on the eve of World War II.
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- Little Angeline Luceil Crowell re invented herself as Ann
- Eden and snagged a millionaire, a good-looking twit in a naval
- ensign's uniform named William Woodward Jr. Ann worked hard at
- domestic life. She mastered French, hunted down pricey antiques
- at auctions and gamely entertained people with hyphenated names
- who clearly despised her. Above all, she yearned for Billy's
- virago mother Elsie to accept her. Billy, for his part, spent
- his time in bed with other women or at Belair, his beloved
- racing stable. Finally, on a chilly October night in 1955, after
- years of not-so-private misery, Ann picked up a custom-made
- shotgun and blew Billy's tiny brains out. She had mistaken him
- for a prowler who was, in fact, walking about on the roof at
- that moment. "There's only one worse thing Ann could have done,"
- joked an acquaintance the day after the shooting. "She could
- have shot the horse." The horse happened to be Nashua, Belair's
- greatest winner and one of the few sympathetic characters in the
- book.
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- Braudy has stitched more than 1,000 interviews into this
- dismal tale, and she offers her readers some delicious tidbits:
- Ann in India, ready to stalk tigers in 120 degrees weather,
- appearing in a wool hunting outfit lined with chinchilla. At a
- dinner honoring the Duke and Duchess of Windsor, a footman
- passes potato chips and onion dip with the cocktails.
- Unfortunately, Braudy's arsenal of adjectives is limited.
- Families tend to be "wealthy," living in "opulent homes." And
- there are some unfiltered howlers -- the Duke of "Marlboro," for
- one. After a while, without the leavening of irony, one begins,
- intensely, not to care.
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