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BOOK REVIEW | FICTION | TRUMAN CAPOTE
Breakfast at Tiffany’s — An Audiobook Review
Sharing the classic tale on drives with my teenage daughter
I knew little about Truman Capote, author of the much-adored novel, Breakfast at Tiffany’s. My mental trivia bank told me he was a man small in stature with a uniquely high-pitched voice. The teletype of collected data spit out some reference to Capote becoming obsessed with a true crime murder story, and a crumb of information made some connection to Hoover and the FBI, though I can’t be sure of that last point.
At some point, I decided to cash in some of the credits stacked up in my Audible account, which is set up with more craftiness than an MLM campaign and the guilt and pressure of dodging a timeshare sales team.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s popped on the screen as I scrolled titles, but Audrey Hepburn and not Capote’s reputation made me click “purchase.”
I have vague recollections of seeing the tiny, beautiful, and marvelous actress with her hair up and wearing oversized sunglasses in her starring role in the movie adaptation.
I recall a rainy Sunday afternoon when I was a child of about ten or eleven and sitting in the living room with my father watching tv. Although I don’t…
