I just found the M. Butterfly story. This was particularly wonderful: "I put the pearls away and write my book, with which neither Pei Pu nor Du Du cooperate. Pei Pu later sues and stops publication in France. I later write his obituary for The New York Times."
And yes, Time-Life in the old days did seem to have a room full of money.
Did either Shi Pei Pu or Boursicot acknowledge in the abstract that there are multiple portals for the salami? I always thought that Jeremy Irons should have been more aware.
Teresa, There is no paper back, or there wasn’t in the United States. Just order the Kindle edition. Or Google, New York Times magazine, my name, and Bernard Boursicot, and you’ll find the story I did -- a condensed version of the book.
You'll have to buy the book. Or just search "Wadler" and "Shi Pei Pu" and "New York Times Magazine" and find the excerpt I did for them, which explains it all. \
Right. Shi successfully stopped publication of the book only in France, where he argued it invaded his private life and sex life. I don't believe he tried to stop it in the U.S..
What a story! And what friends, as below. Joyce, I once did a whole BOOK for People magazine, on Tom Hanks. And my budget was exactly zero. They must have changed their ways. It was a work for hire. I guess that was the difference. Of course there was no scandal involved, just a nice guy.
This was the '80s. Thanks to Princess Di (that's my theory) People was rolling in money. After Paris, the photographer, translator and I went to Morocco to find the Frenchman. We stayed at Churchill's favorite hotel, The Mamounia. And when I found Bernard, he was dying to talk.
Oh, Joyce! You saw the play on my suggestion. Incredibly, eventually, you wrote a whole book about the people it was based on! As if that weren’t enough, you gave me a one-strand fake pearl bracelet. What a momento! I’ve looked and looked in my junk jewelry box but no luck. Those pearls are too valuable for that. I think the bracelet is tucked safely away in my safety deposit box at Citibank, where it belongs. What a hell of a story!
I just found the M. Butterfly story. This was particularly wonderful: "I put the pearls away and write my book, with which neither Pei Pu nor Du Du cooperate. Pei Pu later sues and stops publication in France. I later write his obituary for The New York Times."
And yes, Time-Life in the old days did seem to have a room full of money.
Thanks. Am in pursuit. You got such great assignments!
Hardcover of "Liaison" is selling for $90 on Amazon. I'll probably be ordering paperback.
Did either Shi Pei Pu or Boursicot acknowledge in the abstract that there are multiple portals for the salami? I always thought that Jeremy Irons should have been more aware.
Teresa, There is no paper back, or there wasn’t in the United States. Just order the Kindle edition. Or Google, New York Times magazine, my name, and Bernard Boursicot, and you’ll find the story I did -- a condensed version of the book.
delightful. (Mis)adventures of Joyce Wadler could be a hilarious HBO series.
Joyce,
Thank you! It would for sure pay better than Substack.
You are not only a slam dunk journalist but a beautiful and hilarious writer. In this dark, dark world I’m able to smile at your written word. Thanks!
Unfortunately I had to throw out my Hebrew National Salami. Oh well.
But where did they (he/she) hide the salami
Jon,
You'll have to buy the book. Or just search "Wadler" and "Shi Pei Pu" and "New York Times Magazine" and find the excerpt I did for them, which explains it all. \
So I take it his/her/their lawsuit was unsuccessful.
Right. Shi successfully stopped publication of the book only in France, where he argued it invaded his private life and sex life. I don't believe he tried to stop it in the U.S..
What a story! And what friends, as below. Joyce, I once did a whole BOOK for People magazine, on Tom Hanks. And my budget was exactly zero. They must have changed their ways. It was a work for hire. I guess that was the difference. Of course there was no scandal involved, just a nice guy.
Linda,
This was the '80s. Thanks to Princess Di (that's my theory) People was rolling in money. After Paris, the photographer, translator and I went to Morocco to find the Frenchman. We stayed at Churchill's favorite hotel, The Mamounia. And when I found Bernard, he was dying to talk.
Oh, Joyce! You saw the play on my suggestion. Incredibly, eventually, you wrote a whole book about the people it was based on! As if that weren’t enough, you gave me a one-strand fake pearl bracelet. What a momento! I’ve looked and looked in my junk jewelry box but no luck. Those pearls are too valuable for that. I think the bracelet is tucked safely away in my safety deposit box at Citibank, where it belongs. What a hell of a story!
I gave you a WHOLE strand!!! You must be pretty important to me. Insisting I go to that show was the best lead I ever got.