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Fake memoirist and most self-important author of our time
James Frey is selling his Manhattan apartment. It was listed for $5 mil originally, but he recently took $500,000 off the asking price. (When times are hard, we all have to make sacrifices.) From a
Curbed commenter: "He needs to up his meds and hold his ground on the price." Also: "make sure the square footage is right, he may be lying about that too." As Frey's tattoo says, "Fuck the bullshit, it's time to throw down." [
Curbed; art by
Karen Caldicott]
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Apparently we're now at the stage in the
James Frey career trajectory where the once-disgraced writer can stop pretending he's sorry for lying in his memoir and on Oprah, because he's a
bestselling author again now, and in case you forgot Norman Mailer once had his back, that's right God damned Norman Mailer. "He is beyond unrepentant," the
Times of London writes. That's actually putting it mildly. In an interview with the paper, Frey
basically promises to lie some more, punch everyone in the face and finish the bible like the second, ballsier coming of Moses.
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working 'with' the press
Oh, hey,
look who got a blog or column or whatever on the
Huffington Post —
Joe Dolce! How convenient that is for the
thoroughly obnoxious former
Star editor, because it turns out his new PR business, shepherded into existence by
patron and
fellow sometime
slimeball James Frey, is
promising clients it can "guide you through the new media landscape — ensuring that the attention you receive is the attention you want." The
HuffPo slot will surely prove useful in that regard! Or at least it will once Dolce and business partner Davidson Goldin scare up some clients. For now, Dolce appears to be using his column to do some ambitious prospecting. He suggests a "summit" between celebrities and paparazzi, which will never work, especially given who Dolce suggests might host it:
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The
first review that the
New York Times wrote of fabricating memoirist
James Frey's new novel,
Bright Shiny Morning, was gushy to the point that it was written in the style of his novel. (It ran in the Arts section and was written by Janet Maslin.) But the NYT's
Book Review takes it on this week—this time, the results are the literary equivalent of dropping a piano on an author's head. "Stupefying" and "Wikipedian" are some of the kinder words issued. At one point, it is actually suggested that maybe Frey is being bad
on purpose.
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Fabricating memoirist
James Frey earned a
$1.5 million advance for his novel
Bright Shiny Morning, and
sales are strong. Now Frey is paying forward his riches from the book, and the money seems to be making a circle back toward the people who staged his comeback in the first place. Frey, the
Post reported today, hired his wife's friend Davidson Goldin, former editorial director at MSNBC, to help with publicity on
Bright Shiny Morning. Now flush, it would seem, with surplus cash, Goldin is starting a "media-strategy and branding consulting firm." And who did Frey steer to Goldin as a partner in this endeavor?
Joe Dolce, the former
Star magazine editor-in-chief famous for his poor
management and
communication skills. But there's a very relevant detail about Dolce and his relationship to Frey the
Post omitted:
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Good news for fabricating memoirist
James Frey and his
once-embattled publisher: His first novel,
Bright Shiny Morning, just debuted at number 9 on the
Times bestseller list, with 14,000 copies sold. "
We hear HarperCollins is pleased," reports the
Observer's Leon Neyfakh. Among the many, many people not sharing the publisher's glee are certain proud citizens of Los Angeles, who have begun to notice false statements in the book about their city and its history. "New York reviewers adore the book because they think it nails L.A.," wrote
LA Observed. But get this: It doesn't! The book is filled with awful, awful LIES!
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Now that
James Frey is shilling his new novel, a screenwriter who walked the picket line during last fall's strike wrote in to share his experience with Frey, who "showed up to carry a sign and (I suspect) generally be seen. A female writer saw him and truly didn't recognize him at all. Here was the exchange that happened..."
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