From Publishers Weekly
In this sequel to Barris's 1984 (re-released in 2003) sleeper,
Confessions of a Dangerous Mind, the TV producer best known for his role as the wacky host of
The Gong Show picks up where he left off. The misanthropic Barris can't seem to catch a break. The literary world won't accept him, the TV world has had enough, the press crucifies him for bringing TV into the gutter—and the CIA won't let him walk away from his side gig. Globetrotting at the behest of a new CIA contact, Barris continues his assassination work, this time with aplomb, quietly eliminating enemies ranging from a Mexican assassin to a Mideastern terrorist, and he finds a new love. Still, unlike
Confessions, which offered a hilarious, at times unflinchingly personal examination of Barris's controversial TV career, his second attempt at "memoir" is in fact little more than a spy "novel." Luckily, Barris isn't a bad novelist. In fact, he is an accomplished, entertaining writer. But was Chuck Barris truly a CIA assassin? Part of the charm of
Confessions was that Barris was cagey enough about his claim to entice readers to suspend disbelief, if not swallow the story. But with yet another memoir, many readers may find he's gone to the well once too often. Sorry, Chuck, your cover's been blown.
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In
Confessions of a Dangerous Mind (2002), flamboyant television producer Barris (
The Gong Show) confessed to living a secret life as a hit man for the CIA. Whether his story was fact or fiction, it was a rip-roaring read, and this sequel is every bit as entertaining. It begins with Barris postponing his plans to retire from the assassination business in order to track down a Mexican terrorist, who was behind the murders of two of Barris' colleagues. Later, holed up in France, Barris comes up against a crooked biochemist bent on world domination. And so on. Although marketed as a memoir, the book reads like one of those thrillers that incorporate real events. But sometimes even the real stuff gets garbled, as when Barris claims that in 1978 he envied Oprah Winfrey and Tom Hanks, even though Oprah's talk show didn't go on the air until the mid-1980s, and Hanks was still doing regional theater in 1978. But who cares? So the book isn't believable as autobiography. It's a lot of fun anyway.
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