Synopses & Reviews
As the Queen of the Red Carpet, Joan Rivers has been eyewitness to Hollywood's most heinous crimes (okay, so they're fashionrelated). And in this uber-stylish mystery, she enlists her no-holdsbarred, slightly blonder literary counterpart, Maxine Taylor, to solve a crime of a different sort. When a gorgeous young actress dies on the Red Carpet, some in Tinseltown call it bad publicity. Max calls it murder.
The Academy Awards(R). It's Hollywood's biggest night, and there's no star better equipped than the tart-tongued Max Taylor to hold court on the glamorous Red Carpet. Sharing the dish with her daughter, Drew, the calls-it-as-she-sees-it entertainer has parlayed this star-studded annual gig into television's most-watched pre-show event. And tonight, Max has landed a real coup -- an exclusive interview with Halsey Hamilton, a fabulous, young, paparazzi-trailed Oscar nominee. But not even Max, who's seen her share of celebrity train wrecks, is prepared for an incoherent Halsey, straight out of rehab, to stumble up to the mic, slur a few cryptic words, and drop dead at the hem of Max's stunning Michael Kors gown.
To Hollywood, the starlet's demise was tragic but inevitable. To Max, it looks more like a perfectly calculated crime. After all, she alone heard Halsey's final whisper -- a clue that leads Max to the pricey rehab clinic Wonders. With a weakness for nothing more disturbing than artificial sweeteners, Max nonetheless goes undercover and embarks on a twelve-step investigation into murder. Once inside the luxury clinic, Max's list of suspicious players expands faster than the Jolie-Pitt family: Burke Norris, a professional cad and Drew's ex-fiance; Halsey's father, who is still making money off his dead daughter's fame; Halsey's jealous younger sister; and Rojo Bernstein, a tattooed karate hipster who knew the troubled fallen star much better than anyone suspected.
Now it's left to Max to unravel the sordid motives and find Halsey's killer while upstaging an over-the-top Hollywood memorial service and funeral where the ill-fated actress was buried in, of all things, a tacky designer knockoff And you thought the Oscars were all swag bags and Jimmy Choos? Hah Honey, it's murder.In Murder at the Academy Awards(R), Joan Rivers delivers a very smart, bracingly funny, and pitch-perfect reflection of a Hollywood only she would dare to reveal -- all seen through the eyes of an indomitable, high-end amateur sleuth who isn't asking Who are you wearing? but rather Whodunit?
"My friend Joan Rivers has 'murdered' more people at the Academy Awards¨ than anyone else -- and made us all laugh in the process. Now she's written a murder mystery and it's her best show yet." -- Regis Philbin
"Joan Rivers has always made me laugh, and she's done it again -- this time as a writer! Murder at the Academy Awards¨ is very funny and very smart, with a clever plotline that probes deep under Hollywood's famous red carpet. It's suspenseful, provocative, and filled with Joan's inimitable voice and humor." -- Barbara Taylor Bradford, author of A Woman of Substance and Being Elizabeth
"Can we talk...murder? Only the outrageous Ms. Rivers could bring blood to the Red Carpet in such high style while giving us the lowdown on Hollywood!" -- Jane Dentinger, Editor in Chief, Mystery Guild
"Fun...juicy...[with] a biting, breezy style not unlike Rivers herself." -- Chicago Sun-Times
"Miss Marple in Manolos, Bond with a boob job.... The fun is in detecting where the fictional Maxine stops and Rivers begins." -- New York Daily News
A just-back-from-rehab starlet drops dead at the Academy Awards, and the only ones who can solve the crime are tart-tongued Max Taylor and her daughter, Drew.
Joan Rivers is a force of nature--and one of the hardest working celebrities in the world--comedienne, bestselling author, Tony-nominated actress, playwright, screenwriter, motion picture director, columnist, lecturer, syndicated radio host, Emmy Award-winning talk show host, jewelry designer, Red Carpet fashion laureate, businesswoman, and mother and grandmother.
There’s no one better equipped than the tart-tongued Maxine Taylor to hold court on the star-studded red carpet. But when Halsey Hamilton—young, fabulous, and fresh out of rehab—stumbles up to the mic, slurs a few cryptic words, and drops dead at the hem of Max’s stunning Michael Kors gown, Max must embark on an undercover twelve-step investigation and find Halsey’s killer in this smart, bracingly funny, and über-stylish mystery.