Let Truth be the Prejudice is the title of the book that Gene Smith intended to publish as his way of making the world face up to the reality of “the greed, the stupidity, and the intolerances” that he witnessed and so lovingly documented in his photographs. Smith died before he could produce such a book himself; and given his compulsive quest for perfection he would likely have never completed such a task had he lived several lifetimes. Nevertheless, Let Truth be the Prejudice: W. Eugene Smith, His Life and Photographs does justice to his legacy. The biography by Ben Maddow that accompanies the photographs is much, much, more than a sketch. It’s an extensive and well researched portrait of a tortured soul. A strength of Maddow’s text, aside from being a probing and nuanced account, is the abundant quotations from Smith’s own writings. Smith’s compulsive behavior turns out to be a boon to the biographer: he kept everything, he was by any definition, a pack-rat, and this includes carbon copies of much of his correspondence.
I’ve now read three biographies of Smith: Gene Smith's Sink: A Wide-Angle View by Sam Stephenson, plus W. Eugene Smith and the Photographic Essay by Glenn Gardner Willumson; and all three are quite different and excellent. So even if you already have an acquaintance with Gene Smith, I can still heartily recommend this book. It will add to your understanding even if, like that giant of 20th century photojournalism, John Morris, observed in a letter to Gene, “Often I cannot understand you with my mind; but I feel I do understand you with my heart.” (p. 61)