He Killed Them All is District Attorney Jeanine Pirro’s account of her dealings with real estate heir and suspected murderer Robert Durst. For over a decade Pirro tried to pin the murder of Durst’s ex-wife Kathie on, well Robert Durst. If you’ve seen The Jinx do you really need to read this book? Well if you’re obsessive and need to red everything then yes, if not then save yourself some time, and if you can’t stand strong female personalities then you need to skip this book.
I got really obsessed with The Jinx for a while. It really bothered me that I felt bad for Durst. I was swayed by his doe-eyes and sad story about his mother. I didn’t buy the “poor little rich boy” vibe, I thought it was admirable that he did not want to be a titan of industry, instead opting to run a health food store. If I had been on that jury would I have said “not guilty”? I couldn’t let it go after the show so sought out the movie, read heaps of stuff on-line and when this book came out read it.
If you’ve seen The Jinx there’s not a huge need to read this book, there’s a couple of tidbits of info that you’ll pick up but I don’t know if Jeanine Pirro’s narcissism is worth those bits of information. I won’t mention them here as they are really the only draw of the book. It’s interesting at times from an inside the investigation and prosecution side but then she has to start talking about herself again.
Pirro spends far too much time detailing her outfits and accouterments, raving about how she’s successful and attractive, and how much of a strong woman she is. She’s also quite petty when it comes to hurling insults at Durst (“entitled little shit”) and other co-workers. The book at times feels like it is more about her than it is Durst. It’s very biased and ruins the flow of the book at times. There’s also the narrative of “poor woman in a male dominated world”, and while I don’t doubt for a second she would have faced many hurdles and sexism it’s another aspect that becomes tiring.
It’s a light read and her no-nonsense diatribes are funny at times, but she really should have pulled back a little on the hyperbole and female empowerment being tied up in materialistic crap. You’re not more of a woman cos you do a good job in a pair of $2000 shoes; you’re a great woman cos you’re doing a noble job that takes time away from your family, that women don’t typically do, and you do it well. But seriously, with all the mentions of “Louboutin”, “Chanel” and “Manolo”, she starts to come off like a female Patrick Bateman. Thank goodness she doesn’t bore us with her musical tastes.
It’s a quick read and was enjoyable, so worth-while for those who need every little bit of minutia they can get their hands on.