Naim Attallah was indeed both “risk-taking” and “unafraid of litigation” with regard to me as a novice author in the early 1980s.
Introduced to him through a mutual friend, I pitched the idea, scribbled on a grubby piece of foolscap, for my first book, a sort of cinematic biography of Graham Greene. Within minutes we effectively shook on a deal, albeit for a pittance.
When our second book, on the collapse of Lew Grade’s film empire, ran into some rather odd legal problems, Naim was completely supportive and I never felt any serious heat from the very high-powered lawyers involved.
