Unfortunately, I couldn’t find them in the Ho section of my local Barnes & Noble (the subtitle of the American edition, earnest and accurate, is “Diary of an Unlikely Call Girl”), so I’ve seen only the Telegraph columns and short passages from the books. The authority of the diaries is something worth pondering, especially at a time when a number of high-profile memoirs have turned out to be, to some degree or in their entirety, not what they professed to be. There’s been speculation in the British press that Belle, who has never revealed her real name and is now retired, is an impostor-that is, that she was never a prostitute, and may even be a he. All this enterprise, which is almost Disneyesque in terms of the length of its chain of monetization-the only thing missing is a theme park with kinky rides that cost five hundred dollars an hour-is the product of someone whose identity is open to question. It was based on a book called “The Intimate Adventures of a London Call Girl,” which was written by a high-end prostitute and was itself an outgrowth of a blog, called “Belle de Jour: Diary of a London Call Girl,” whose success then engendered a newspaper series in the Telegraph, called “Belle de Jour’s Naughty Notebook,” and led to another book, called “The Further Adventures of a London Call Girl.” The TV series is now shooting its second season over in England, and has already been renewed for a third. ![]() ![]() ![]() The series was produced in England, and was originally shown there last year. Stripping down to the essentials in “Secret Diary of a Call Girl.” Illustration by Istvan BanyaiĪs befits a show about a woman of the night, “Secret Diary of a Call Girl,” an eight-episode blast of summer heat from Showtime that started last week, arrived with something of a reputation.
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