Non-fans regard Celine Dion as ersatz and plastic, yet to those who love
her, no one could be more real, with her impoverished childhood, her
(creepy) manager-husband's struggle with cancer, her knack for howling
out raw emotion. There is nothing cool about Celine Dion, and nothing
clever. That is part of her appeal as an object of love or hatred--with
most critics and committed music fans taking pleasure (or at least geeky
solace) in their lofty contempt.
This book documents Carl Wilson's brave and unprecedented year-long
quest to find his inner Celine Dion fan, and explores how we define
ourselves in the light of what we call good and bad; what we love and
what we hate.