For all those Concerned Citizens who have been up at night worrying about The Censorship of Woody Allen—yes folks, they’re out there, I get emails—take heart: Allen’s memoir, dropped earlier this month by Grand Central after employees walked out en masse in protest because of the credible sexual assault allegations against the author by his daughter, Dylan Farrow, has today been (rather unceremoniously) published by Arcade Publishing, an imprint of Skyhorse Publishing.
“In this strange time, when truth is too often dismissed as ‘fake news,’ we as publishers prefer to give voice to a respected artist, rather than bow to those determined to silence him” said Arcade editor Jeannette Seaver in a statement.
“I can’t deny that it plays into my poetic fantasies to be an artist whose work isn’t seen in his own country and is forced, because of injustice, to have his public abroad,” Allen writes, according to the AP. “Henry Miller comes to mind. D.H. Lawrence. James Joyce. I see myself standing amongst them defiantly. It’s about at that point my wife wakes me up and says, ‘You’re snoring.’” (Ew.)
In a postscript to Apropos of Nothing, Allen writes that Hachette had told him they would publish the book despite his “being a toxic pariah and menace to society.” But “when actual flak did arrive they thoughtfully reassessed their position” and ”dumped the book like it was a hunk of Xenon 135.”
[via The New York Times]