Non-fans regard Céline 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's nothing cool about Céline Dion, and nothing
clever. That's 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 Céline 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.