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Another City, Not My Own

Another City, Not My Own

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by Dominick Dunne

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This is the story of the Trial of the Century as only Dominick Dunne can write it. Told from the point of view of one of Dunne's most familiar fictional characters-Gus Bailey-Another City, Not My Own tells how Gus, the movers and shakers of Los Angeles, and the city itself are drawn into the vortex of the O.J. Simpson trial.

We have met Gus Bailey in previous


This is the story of the Trial of the Century as only Dominick Dunne can write it. Told from the point of view of one of Dunne's most familiar fictional characters-Gus Bailey-Another City, Not My Own tells how Gus, the movers and shakers of Los Angeles, and the city itself are drawn into the vortex of the O.J. Simpson trial.

We have met Gus Bailey in previous novels by Dominick Dunne. He is a writer and journalist, father of a murdered child, and chronicler of justice-served or denied-as it relates to the rich and famous.  Now back in Los Angeles, a city that once adored him and later shunned him, Gus is caught up in what soon becomes a national obsession. Using real names and places, Dunne interweaves the story of the trial with the personal trials Gus endures as he faces his own mortality.

By day, Gus is at the courthouse, the confidant of the Goldman and Simpson families, the lawyers, the journalists, the hangers-on, even the judge; at night he is the honored guest at the most dazzling gatherings in town as everyone-from Kirk Douglas to Heidi Fleiss, from Elizabeth Taylor to Nancy Reagan-delights in the latest news from the corridors of the courthouse.

Another City, Not My Own does what no other book on this sensational case has been able to do because of Dominick Dunne's unique ability to probe the sensibilities of participants and observers. This book illuminates the meaning of guilt and innocence in America today. A vivid, revealing achievement, Another City, Not My Own is Dominick Dunne at his best.

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The Barnes & Noble Review
In Another City, Not My Own: A Novel in the Form of a Memoir, Dominick Dunne, one of America's best-known commentators on justice, tackles perhaps the most scandalous abuse of justice and shares his most personal insights and experiences. Claiming he found it "inhibiting" to write about himself as Dominick Dunne, the author enlists the help of an alter ego from previous novels, Augustus Bailey. As Gus Bailey, Dunne returns to Los Angeles — a city he left two decades earlier amid great personal upheaval — to cover the O. J. Simpson trial — the Trial of the Century — for Vanity Fair magazine. With Bailey, we watch from the front row as the courtroom antics of F. Lee Bailey, Robert Shapiro, Judge Lance Ito, and Marcia Clark unfold. We mingle at exclusive parties, lunch at intimate gatherings, and travel on celebrity jets, all the while listening to Hollywood's biggest names speak candidly and irrepressibly about the case unfolding before them.

Driving Bailey throughout the novel is the partiality of the judicial system — an injustice he experienced firsthand during the trial of his daughter's killer. From the outset of the Simpson trial, Bailey is outspokenly convinced of O. J.'s guilt — and equally vocal in his disdain for the fiasco the trial becomes.

But that doesn't stop players on both sides of the case from confiding in the reporter. People talk to Gus Bailey — and Dominick Dunne. "I've been told I look like a defrocked priest," Dunne offered by way of explanation in a recent phone conversation. "People come to me to tellmethings." And the things they tell him make for a riveting and mesmerizing portrait of a city united by its obsession with the trial of O. J. Simpson.

Before the live bn.com chat, Dominick Dunne agreed to answer some of our questions.


Entertainment Weekly
Time Magazine
Thoroughly absorbing.
Christopher Lehmann-Haupt
Another City, Not My Own is Dominick Dunne's O. J. Simpson book, and several obvious items of evidence advertise it as fiction....It regales the reader with all the gossip and speculation that came out of the case, as well as a number of items that are new yet altogether plausible....What keeps you devouring Mr. Dunne's pages like potato chips is the fascination of a superlative social gadfly brought to a peak of popularity by everyone's obsession with the Simpson case....The suspicion remains overwhelming that in this mischievously gossipy book, he is trying have it both ways: on the one hand, telling a certain form of truth and, on the other, shrugging off all responsibility for that truth. -- The New York Times
Library Journal
Dunne, a Vanity Fair correspondent and best-selling crime novelist, was one of the few members of the media with a full-time seat at the O.J. Simpson trial. In his new memoir-like novel, narrated ably by himself, Dunne adopts the fictional persona of Gus Bailey, a character who also represented Dunne in his novel People Like Us. As the trial begins, Bailey soon becomes a confidant to both the Goldman and Simpson families and is friendly with many important trial players including Faye Resnick, Marcia Clark, and Judge Lance Ito. Bailey conveys the sideshow atmosphere of the trial and dishes out all the gossip and speculation surrounding the case. This blend of fact and fiction has the feel of a tabloid TV show and should be purchased only where the demand for O.J. material remains high. -- Beth Farrell, Portage Cty. Dist. Lib., Ohio
From the Publisher
"Thoroughly absorbing."—Time
"Compulsively readable . . . deliciously wicked . . . Names are dropped as seductively as Eve's forbidden apple."—Vogue

"Mouthwatering."—Entertainment Weekly
"Alluring."—San Francisco Chronicle
"Powerful, evocative, and relentlessly entertaining."—Newsday

"Juicy . . . impossible to put down."—Dallas Morning News
"Mischievously gossipy."—New York Times

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Yes, yes, it's true. The conscientious reporter sets aside his personal views when reporting events and tries to emulate the detachment of a camera lens, all opinions held in harness, but the man with whom this narrative deals did not adhere to this dictum, at least when it came to the subject of murder, a subject with which he had had a personal involvement in the past. Consequently, his reportage was rebuked in certain quarters of both the journalistic and the legal professions, which was a matter of indifference to him. He never hesitated to speak up and point out, in print or on television, that his reportage on matters of murder was cheered by much larger numbers in other quarters. "Walk down Madison Avenue with me and see for yourself how often I am stopped by total strangers," he said in reply to a hate letter he received from an enraged man who wrote that he had vilified O.J. Simpson "through the pages of your pretentious magazine for two and a half years."

His name, as it appeared in print or when he was introduced on television, was Augustus Bailey, but he was known to his friends, and even to those who disliked him intensely, because of the way he had written about them, as Gus, or Gus Bailey. His name appeared frequently in the newspapers. His lectures were sold out. He was asked to deliver eulogies at important funerals or to introduce speakers at public events in hotel ballrooms. He knew the kind of people who said "We'll send our plane" when they invited him for weekends in distant places.

From the beginning, you have to understand this about Gus Bailey: He knew what was going to happen before it happened. His premonitions had far less to do with fact than with his inner feelings, on which he had learned to rely greatly in the last half dozen years of his life. He said over the telephone to his younger son, Zander, the son who was lost in a mountain-climbing mishap during the double murder trial of Orenthal James Simpson, "I don't know why, but I keep having this feeling that something untoward is going to happen to me."

Certainly, there are enough references to his obliteration in his journal in the months before he was found dead in the media room of his country house in Prud'homme, Connecticut, where he had been watching the miniseries of one of his novels, A Season in Purgatory. The book was about a rich young man who got away with murder because of the influence of his prominent and powerful father. Getting away with murder was a relentless theme of Gus Bailey's. He was pitiless in his journalistic and novelistic pursuit of those who did, as well as of those in the legal profession who created the false defenses that often set their clients free. That book, the miniseries of which he was watching, had brought Gus Bailey and the unsolved murder in Greenwich, Connecticut, which, to avoid a libel suit, he had renamed Scarborough Hill, a great deal of notoriety at the time of its publication, resulting in the reopening of the murder case by the police. Gus had fervently believed that the case remained unsolved because the police had been intimidated by the power and wealth of the killer's family, which extended all the way to the highest office in the land.

"It was exactly the same thing in the Woodward case," said Gus, who had written an earlier novel about a famous society shooting in the aristocratic Woodward family on Long Island in the fifties called The Two Mrs. Grenvilles. "The police were simply outdazzled by the grandeur of Elsie, whom I called Alice Grenville, and Ann Woodward got away with shooting her husband."

As always, when Gus's passions were involved in his writing, he ruffled feathers. Powerful families became upset with him. He created enemies.

"You seem to have annoyed a great many very important people," said Gillian Greenwood of the BBC, as a statement not a question, in the living room of Gus Bailey's New York penthouse, where she was interviewing him on camera for a documentary on his life called The Trials of Augustus Bailey.

Gus, who was used to being on camera, nodded agreement with her statement. "True," he replied.

"Do people ever dislike you, the way you write about them?" asked Gillian, who was producing and directing the documentary.

"There seems to be a long line," answered Gus.

"Does that bother you?" she asked.

"It's an occupational hazard, I suppose," said Gus.

"Does it bother you?" Gillian repeated.

"Sometimes yes. It depends who, really. Do I care that a killer or a rapist dislikes me? Or the lawyers who get them acquitted? Of course not. Some of those people, like Leslie Abramson, I am proud to be disliked by."

"Yes, yes, Leslie Abramson," said Gillian. "She told us you weren't in her league when we interviewed her for this documentary."

Gus, who was a lapsed Catholic, looked heavenward as he replied, "Thank you, God, that I am not in Leslie Abramson's league."

"What happens when you meet these people you write about? You must run into some of them, the way you go out so much, and the circles you travel in."

"It does happen. It's not uncommon. Mostly, it's very civilized. Averted eyes, that sort of thing. A fashionable lady in New York, Mrs. de la Renta, turned her back on me at dinner one night and spoke not a word in my direction for the hour and a half we were sitting on gold chairs in Chessy Rayner's dining room. I rather enjoyed that. Sometimes it's not quite so civilized, and there have been a few minor skirmishes in public."

"That's what I want to hear about," said Gillian.

Gus laughed. "I seem to have annoyed a rather select number of your countrymen when I wrote in Vanity Fair magazine that I believed the British aristocrat Lord Lucan, who murdered his children's nanny in the mistaken belief that she was his wife and then vanished off the face of the earth, was alive and well and being supported in exile by a group of very rich men who enjoyed the sport of harboring a killer from the law. Certain of those men were very annoyed with me."

"Oh, let me guess," said Gillian. "You annoyed the all-powerful James Goldsmith, and he's very litigious."

"Curiously enough, not Jimmy Goldsmith, who had every reason to be annoyed," said Gus. "He chose to treat the whole thing as a tremendous joke. 'Gus here thinks Lucky Lucan is hiding out at my place in Mexico,' he said one night at a party at Wendy Stark's in Hollywood, which we both attended, and everyone roared with laughter at such an absurdity."

"Who, then?" persisted Gillian.

"Selim Zilkha, a very rich Iraqi who used to live in London, had dinner with Lucky Lucan the night before the murder, which I wrote about. Now he lives in Bel Air. He made a public fuss about me at the opening night of Sunset Boulevard in Los Angeles, when he chastised one of his guests, the Countess of Dudley, who was visiting from London, for greeting me with a kiss on each cheek. He referred to me by a four-letter word beginning with s that I can't say on television."

"What happened?"

"The countess, who was no stranger to controversy herself, told off Zilkha in no uncertain terms," said Gus.

"She said she'd kiss whomever she wanted to kiss and, furthermore, 'Gus Bailey is an old friend of many years.'"

"Tell me more."

"Another Lucan instance happened in your country," said Gus. "Another of the men I mentioned, John Aspinall, a rich guy who owned the gambling club above Annabel's where Lord Lucan was a shill, made a terrible fuss at a Rothschild dance in London. He wanted Evelyn to throw me out."

"Were you thrown out?"

"Of course not. The way I look at it is this: If Lucan is dead, as they all claim, why don't they just laugh me off as a quack? Why do I enrage them so?"

From the Hardcover edition.

Meet the Author

Dominick Dunne, who spent three years covering the trials of O.J. Simpson, is an internationally acclaimed journalist and the best-selling author of both fiction and nonfiction, including A Season in Purgatory, An Inconvenient Woman, The Two Mrs. Grenvilles, People Like Us, and The Mansions of Limbo.

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Another City, Not My Own 4.1 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 10 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
if dunne based bailey on himself i think i would have hated him. and everyone famous in the book seemed to be his friend.took the word friend to a whole new level.the book is interesting though.dunne is just so shameless, thats what i hate about the book- the way he feels so self important.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I personally found this book hard to put down - the content was mind riveting & his other books of which I have read them all were equally as outstanding. The plot kept you wanting to finish the whole book at once.
Ann89 More than 1 year ago
Fantastic book. have read most of his books. This one is exceptional. Very well written and detailed.
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Guest More than 1 year ago
This is the first Dunne novel I've read and to be honest, the OJ trial as a subject didn't thrill me. Neither did Dunne's constant name-dropping... but somehow the storytelling hooked me and by the end I was riveted... then the ending took me completely by surprise. Well done.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I'll admit I was fascinated by the OJ murder case at the time and completely agreed with Mr Dunnes' assessment of his guilt, but this is the worst piece of self promoting, name dropping drivel through which I have ever had the misfortune to slog. No wonder his brother Gregory can't stand him.
Guest More than 1 year ago
After I read this book, I wanted to know more about Dominck Dunne. I was however, very dissapointed in the ending. I felt that if it was a memior it should have stayed true. He is the true King of name droppers. I felt like a fly on the wall, eavesdropping on his conversations with the rich, famous, and powerful people of the world.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Gus Bailey a man with a moral compass that is remnant of old, whined and dined by the LA elite he does not succomb to being socially correct in the mist of the OJ saga. As a writer for Vanity Fair Magazine Gus had front row seats during the event of the century. With humor and candidness he lets the reader see how unhumane our country has become. How racially torn our country still is, how justice isn't about right or wrong but about glamour and bias. Hurrah,Hurrah for Dominick Dunne the voice on conscience that we so desprately need. Oh, by the way this is fiction....well kinda
Guest More than 1 year ago
I love the way the author relates the factual aspects of the trial, all the while doing what Dominick Dunne does best, mingling with the rich and famous. The multi-layered culture in Los Angeles, where the lives of film personalities, society figures and the average person often overlap, is portrayed with accuracy. In the guise of Augustus Bailey, it is less painful for Dominick Dunne to reveal his deepest feelings about the murder of his daughter and his frailties as a human being. This book is as much about the author's dealing with his past as it is about O. J. Simpson.