This book was a disappointment on several levels.
I was familiar with the story of Edgar Smith, convicted killer on death row who rallied prominent people (most notoriously, William Buckley) to his defense. Smith's book "Brief Against Death" ranks as possibly the most nauseatingly deceptive, self-serving autobiography ever written. I was looking forward to reading about new facts in the case and a comprehensive update on Smith's career after his release from prison.
It turns out that the "Scoundrel" (a curious name to give a cold-blooded sociopathic killer, suggesting more of a mischievous rascal) was, apart from having a jailhouse gift for language and a sleazy brand of charm, rather a dull character. The most interesting thing about him was his ability to con people of disparate backgrounds into working on his behalf. One of them was Sophie Wilkins, who worked for the Knopf publishing house, cultivated Smith and lobbied Knopf to handle "Brief Against Death". It's another curiosity of this book that Wilkins, whose relationship with Smith smacks of two-way exploitation, is given such sympathetic treatment by Weinman*, while Buckley, who unlike Wilkins didn't stand to gain career-wise, is viewed in a much more hostile way. We're told that Buckley's father was not only a bigot but a man who believed in (shudder) laissez-faire capitalism! This is irrelevant to William Buckley's support of Smith, but has more to do with Weinman's own politics, which seep into the book at other points. Weinman expresses outrage that people should have rallied behind Smith, seeing that "the lives of countless Black and Brown boys and men are permanently altered by the criminal justice system". It's never explained what the murder of a white teenager, Vickie Zielinski or Smith's experiences with the law had to do with race. At one point Weinman, having cited an early National Review article on the case by staff writer Donald Coxe, mentions in a footnote that Coxe and his wife soon returned to Canada, "where they felt they could have a better, and more affordable, quality of life for themselves and their children." What this has to do with the Smith case is even more mystifying, unless Weinman, raised in Ottawa, couldn't resist an opportunity for Canada boosterism (alternately, for a certain species of progressive, no opportunity to fawn on the Canadian system can be overlooked).
Seeing that the cover of Weinman's book announces how "a convicted murderer persuaded...the Conservative Establishment" to set him free, I was looking forward to seeing who else on the right wing was involved. But Weinman only has Buckley to point to. A number of well-known figures on the left also spoke out in support of Smith, but it would have been equally silly to proclaim that "the liberal establishment" was behind him. This is a minor irritant, but displays a lack of professionalism on the author's part.
Finally, Weinman has made a big deal out of supposedly being a spokesman for the "voiceless", women harmed by their association with Smith (the people who foolishly supported Smith, men and women, supposedly did so because it was easy then to disregard and erase women). In spite of this alleged attention to victims, which other recent true crime writers have boasted about, the focus of this book is heavily on Smith, in all his smarmy and repulsive glory.
*Wilkins and her colleagues at Knopf were remarkably careless in accepting Smith's version of events and disregarding or handwaving away facts brought out by the police investigation and trial. Whether it was anti-death penalty fervor or a perceived opportunity to produce a lucrative, best-selling book (or both), they have a lot to answer for.