Eddie Izzard's comedy is like a cultural language in itself. You can identify people by their jokes and quips.
"Cake or death?"
"I was on the moon, with Steve!"
"Obviously, Hitler never played Risk as a child."
Et al. There's a joy in discovering another fan and playing with the shared joy of Izzard's humor, and I've adored him since I discovered him and his embodiment of genderfuck while in my early teens.
Believe Me is like a conversation with Izzard. The voice is so unmistakable that reading the book one cannot but help hear Izzard narrating in one's head. The memoir is poignant and touching, with a deft seasoning of Izzard's humor, and a careful handling of painful and difficult subjects.
I also highly recommend the audiobook, read by Izzard, and enriched with "live footnotes" as Izzard makes on-the-fly additions to the text and existing footnotes.
Advance Reader Copy courtesy of Penguin RandomHouse in exchange for an honest review; changes may exist between galley and the final edition.