Ozzy Osbourne injured his neck in 2019, when he playfully stage-dived into bed and missed. Although he had spent the majority of his life as an alcoholic and addict, and he almost died in 2003 when the ATV he was riding fell on top of him, he had the constitution of a Viking and had enjoyed curiously good health.

“Until I was 70 I had the best life in the world,” Osbourne laments in “Last Rites,” his new, posthumously published memoir.

The book focuses on Osbourne’s illness-plagued last years, beginning with a staph infection in his fingers that would initiate the Great Unraveling of his health, and ending shortly before his July 22 death, age 76, of a heart attack.

A self-effacing and unexpectedly affecting portrait of the Prince of Darkness in twilight, “Last Rites” catalogues the cat

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