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I read A Million Little Pieces by James Frey and I liked it. I devoured it. Despite the controversy that a lot of it was made up. It was made up to make James Frey look like a hardcore badass. But really it turns out that he's just another entitled rich white kid with too much time on his hands and too much money so he does too many drugs then ends up in rehab. Then writes a best selling "memoir" that turns out to be held together by lies and covered up by the convenient death of the majority of the characters. No one to collaborate. Yes in spite of all of this I enjoyed the story although it did make me think of Frey as kind of a pathetic douche.
So when I got an Amazon birthday gift card I eagerly ordered his second "memoir", My Friend Leonard. It's the continuation of his life story. Emphasis on story. It starts with him nearing the end of his three month jail sentence.*
His girlfriend that he met in rehab kills herself before he can get to her. The rest of the story is him trying to stay clean and "hold on." Leonard, the friend he made in rehab, features predominately. He unofficially adopts Frey as his son and becomes his benefactor. Leonard is part of organized crime, so he has large amounts of money that he throws around, mostly at Frey. Frey talks about all the beautiful woman who love him. He talks about impromptu trips, meals, and huge parties all funded by Leonard. Everything lavish and expensive of course. Oh the awesomeness of Frey's awesome awesomeness.
This book was insipid and made me cringe. It seemed like Frey was just trying to seem like a badass again who had rich powerful friends and hot chicks. "Hey guys! Look...look at how freaking amazing I am!! Over here! Oi!" It was the equivalent of the kind of person who gives themselves their own nick name and tries to get it to catch on.
And it makes it worse that there is no proof that Leonard ever existed. So this fantasy is all the more pathetic and douchey. I was willing to over look the smudges of lies around the edges of A Million Little Pieces because the writing was visceral and intense. But My Friend Leonard is a blatant pack of lies. (To be fair, they haven't proved that he didn't exist so maybe it's all true**) And it has made me lose any respect I had for the author.
This is an extremely negative review, I won't apologize for it but I will acknowledge it. I have never been so let down by a book or an author.
*it's been hands down proven that he never spent any time in jail, ever in his life.
**Frey also can't prove Leonard existed either...nothing at all.
So when I got an Amazon birthday gift card I eagerly ordered his second "memoir", My Friend Leonard. It's the continuation of his life story. Emphasis on story. It starts with him nearing the end of his three month jail sentence.*
His girlfriend that he met in rehab kills herself before he can get to her. The rest of the story is him trying to stay clean and "hold on." Leonard, the friend he made in rehab, features predominately. He unofficially adopts Frey as his son and becomes his benefactor. Leonard is part of organized crime, so he has large amounts of money that he throws around, mostly at Frey. Frey talks about all the beautiful woman who love him. He talks about impromptu trips, meals, and huge parties all funded by Leonard. Everything lavish and expensive of course. Oh the awesomeness of Frey's awesome awesomeness.
This book was insipid and made me cringe. It seemed like Frey was just trying to seem like a badass again who had rich powerful friends and hot chicks. "Hey guys! Look...look at how freaking amazing I am!! Over here! Oi!" It was the equivalent of the kind of person who gives themselves their own nick name and tries to get it to catch on.
And it makes it worse that there is no proof that Leonard ever existed. So this fantasy is all the more pathetic and douchey. I was willing to over look the smudges of lies around the edges of A Million Little Pieces because the writing was visceral and intense. But My Friend Leonard is a blatant pack of lies. (To be fair, they haven't proved that he didn't exist so maybe it's all true**) And it has made me lose any respect I had for the author.
This is an extremely negative review, I won't apologize for it but I will acknowledge it. I have never been so let down by a book or an author.
*it's been hands down proven that he never spent any time in jail, ever in his life.
**Frey also can't prove Leonard existed either...nothing at all.