‘Anon Pls’ Review – New Novel by Celebrity Gossip Blogger Deuxmoi Is as Bad as Her Posts
Never make yourself the story.
In other words, most college journalism students have learned something similar to the above statement, while honing through years of AP-style quizzes, First Amendment analysis, and PR preparation. . Your audience should tell the story, not you. It’s a simple, consistent rule that breaks down over time as journalists’ coverage becomes as interesting as their subjects; understand: All the men of the President, Sparkor She speaks.
Apparently a celebrity gossip account Deuxmoi never learned this rule. A pseudonym shared by two women, whose real identity is was finally unearthed earlier this year, Deuxmoi imagines herself as a celebrity reporter, writing on a variety of topics from Joe Biden’s whereabouts (amazingly, he’s in Washington, DC) to celebrity bad-byes . But a journalist “she” is not. Deuxmoi account debate celebrities through anonymous tips sent in from all over the world, turning their private lives into a hobby, instead of what they really are – real life, your life People. On top of that, Deux has now made herself the story with a narcissistic (and boring) novel about her fame, a move that suppresses any idea that her target is really spreading the truth about celebrities. No, it’s always about being famous on your own.
While she doesn’t call herself a journalist, this blogger views her job — essentially gossiping — as something akin to journalism. But she’s not “breaking things,” as she’d suggest. She doesn’t give ordinary people the power to hold the extraordinary to account. Deuxmoi is pushing the line between what constitutes public and private life, sharing intimate details about people (who are also human, even though they are celebrities) that a real journalist , ethical will never dare to reveal.
Her latest attempt at justifying herself is through an origin story in the form of her debut novel, Anon please. But the book that Warner Bros. Discovery has contracted to develop into the entire HBO Max series, is a sad, tedious, tiresome attempt to excuse Deuxmoi from his reckless behavior. Read like a riff on Emily in Paris and The Devil Wears Prada, Anon please follows Cricket Lopez, an unlucky assistant who can’t impress her boss, a famous stylist. Tired of the work and drama that A-listers bring, Cricket revamped his old fashion Instagram account into a gossip-filled account. It’s called — guess what — Deuxmoi.
Like the real account, Cricket slowly grew her following by soliciting and posting obscure, anonymous advice on celebrities she didn’t check. One last tip leads to multi-sector calculation. By the end of the book, hundreds of thousands of people are clicking on Deuxmoi, to find out where celebrities are dining or whatever movies are in production.
Time and again, as she blasts the personal lives of celebrities, Cricket tries to justify the account’s purpose: Celebrities are real people, just like us, she explained. She probably posts all these unverified gossip, because she doesn’t really claim to be a journalist. That’s okay, because celebrities deserve it; they are millionaires and billionaires have nothing to be ashamed of. It’s okay, because she’s bored. What’s the difference between this, revealing your friends’ exact location and chatting with your friends?. Completely normal behavior, humane. On top of that, Cricket rarely faces consequences for his actions — and neither does Deuxmoi. Both the account and the character rely on the movie about strangers to keep their fuses lit.
Does this make Deuxmoi toxic? Not really; at least, not in Anon please. But the way the casual account broadcasts the most intimate, specific details about the private lives of celebrities, from relationships to whereabouts to villainous acts. Laugh about the road Katy Perry throws pizza into the crowd or Cate Blanchett burps on Hot Ones—This is real celebrity gossip. Even the mess behind Don’t worry, babyminus The Problem of Shia LaBeouf, has a place in the field of fun vanity. But where do celebrities dine, where do they live, their heartbreaking and secret relationships? It’s not information anyone needs or deserves to know. But Deux thinks she should get a free ticket to do so with celebrities, when people get hurt (or worse) because of these kinds of posts.
Cricket’s reasons for running an account were not as sympathetic as Deuxmoi hoped. Cricket has a sad, miserable life as a single woman in New York City (her boss hates her, and her two best friends are happily in relationships) , so she turns to posting about the lives of strangers in search of her own solace. . Anon please trying to be a feminist for a minute, with Cricket opening the floodgates with advice sent by women who were victims of an abusive actor (he was a “vampire”, recalling to the story around Armie Hammer accused of cannibalism). But whispering networks can have equally non-feminist motives or results. There’s a reason journalists work to confirm information and in a similar way, aim to distance themselves from their own stories. Neither Cricket nor Deux were able to clear her conscience by simply saying that she did not know the veracity of the claims she received, nor could she keep her prejudices from her. stories she chooses to report.
This dilemma has been around for the past few months, with Deux regularly cheats survivors of abuse. Not only did she post some statements in support of the alleged abusers, like Johnny Depp, the blogger gave his own thoughts on certain allegations. For example, when Constance Wu gave sexual assault allegations against her Fresh Off the Boat producer in September, a Deux follower wrote to ask if the story was “true”. Deux posted the question, originally posed to the victims — and she also questioned the validity of Wu’s claims.
“I can’t imagine anyone making that up,” she replied. “But…”
Moreover, the account liked to post about Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie allege abuse, became a special mouthpiece for Pitt’s affairs. She posted suggested tips, such that his alleged abuse of Angelina Jolie “wouldn’t affect him in the end” and that “Hollywood loves a redemption story”. Her decision to build her own foundation based on celebrity trauma is no trivial matter. It’s a sad way to attract followers, as she looks for relevancy, tries to gain attention during the run. backlash against #MeToo.
In Deux’s opinion, it’s hard to get any row, knowing how her blind item works sometimes. In the novel, Cricket admitted to forging some of the tips the account had “received”. She forces her friends to send anonymous messages about things they may or may not have seen, or worse, send them to herself, as a way to increase the visibility of her account. These fake tips aren’t fake, and it’s likely this part of the novel is fictional, but there’s something about this that makes you feel very unreal. When IRL Deuxmoi posts lengthy messages of support for Brad Pitt, it makes sense for her to just send these messages herself, deflecting the narrative of whoever she desires.
This is not the type of behavior that should be rewarded with a book, or a TV show, nor the followers she accumulates on Instagram. Honestly, this account deserves to be taken off the internet for “exposing” (reading: violating the privacy of) celebrities of all levels of popularity. Deuxmoi did nothing but create a gaudy scene reminiscent of 2000s tabloid reporters interrogating Britney Spears and paparazzi chasing Lindsay Lohanor even like the UK rags that have recently been Meghan Markle with race-coded vitriol because of her distance from the royal family.
With Anon please, Deuxmoi further clarified that she was not the accuser. Despite this entire semi-autobiographical book, Cricket Lopez is not the story, and neither is Deuxmoi. Anon please cementing the blogger’s enduring relationship with the worlds of PR, celebrities, and the press — by dipping her toes in every barrel, she’s cooled her personality enough to no longer warrant any infatuation. or any longer.
