Mark Tedeschi is no writer. However, he is a lawyer and that makes him a decent storyteller. He has done a truly impressive job of researching the lifMark Tedeschi is no writer. However, he is a lawyer and that makes him a decent storyteller. He has done a truly impressive job of researching the life of Eugenia Falleni; piecing together scraps of history from someone who went to great lengths to cover their trail. I understand why he was drawn to this case, and how he was outraged at Eugenia's trial and treatment as a suspect of murder. But in the end, even he relies on speculation and conjecture. This book is not about examining the truth, but it goes to great lengths to detail how the legal system at the time was unprepared for a case such as this. Had Tedeschi more mastery of his words, and less reliance on sensationalising the text, he may have delivered a powerful and confronting work. The story of Eugenia's life is tragic, it doesn’t need highly emotive words to show that. I feel that the text deserved a more sympathetic tone and less ‘lawyer’ speak designed to shock the reader. Eugenia was not a "transgender warrior". The legal system failed her, and she passively went along with that process. Tedeschi masters the critical analysis of the legal process, but this book is not a courtroom and he overdoes the fanfare in a defence that can’t help Eugenia now. You should read this book, you should know this story. My three stars only reflect that Tedeschi is better placed as a lawyer, and not an author.
*Side note: There's a two page anecdote about a racehorse named Zulu(view spoiler)[ that seems to have no other purpose than to support a metaphor about Eugenia's lawyer being like a pathetic racehorse, and the prosecutor being akin to Phar Lap. Sure, that seems amusing if you don’t have to tell the backstory about the horse to start with; and if you don’t then say the trial was like a boxing match with the opposing counsel being in different weight divisions. Which is it? A horse race or a boxing match? I know your research unearthed a random tale about a horse; but Mark, you could have left that bit out. (hide spoiler)]["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>...more
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