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A New York Times Notable Book: Acclaimed true-crime journalist Linda Wolfe delivers a riveting, comprehensive account of the Preppie Murder, a crime that shocked a city and a nation.
It was called the Preppie Murder—a killer and a victim who were attractive, smart, privileged teenagers. On an August night in 1986 Jennifer Levin left a Manhattan bar with Robert Chambers. The next morning, her strangled, battered body was found in Central Park.
Linda Wolfe, hailed by critic John Leonard as “one of our best reporters,” goes beyond the headlines and media hype to re-create a story of privilege and excess, sex and partying—of a teenager whose immigrant mother was determined to make a better life for her son, a petty thief and drug user who’d been expelled from the best schools. It’s all here, from the initial police investigation, during which Chambers claimed Levin died accidentally during rough sex, to the media frenzy of the courtroom, where Chambers took an eleventh-hour plea. Wolfe also delivers heartbreaking portraits of Levin’s grief-stricken father, Chambers’s in-denial mother, and the women who dated the accused Preppie Killer while he was out on bail.
A finalist for the 1990 Edgar Award for Best Fact Crime, Wasted also powerfully depicts the freewheeling 1980s society that spawned a generation steeped in violence and the fatal impulses that drove Robert Chambers to kill.
Wolfe draws resonant lessons from the so-called ``preppy murder case'' in which Robert Chambers strangled Jennifer Levin in New York's Central Park in 1986 and claimed that her death was accidental. Chambers's parents, as portrayed here, continually made excuses for their teenage son's longtime drug abuse, stealing and other antisocial activities; he tried cocaine, LSD, Ecstasy and loved wild parties. Through intertwined accounts of the adolescences of Chambers and Levin we meet a banal generation of drifting youth nurtured on TV, movies and drugs. Wolfe's ( Private Practices ) reconstruction of the Chambers-Levin romance, the murder and the widely publicized trial is adroitly done, with a plethora of police procedural details. If, unfortunately, she sometimes indulges in shoddy effects--``Phyllis knew that girls sucked up to her son''--and is a touch gossipy, her depiction of a privileged, indulged milieu is at once specific and generic, and thoroughly disturbing. Photos. Literary Guild featured alternate; author tour.