David Shaw and Andrew Sullivan both find Shattered Glass close enough to the truth -- uncomfortably so for Sullivan, a former editor of the depicted magazine.
The beginnings of the movie were so freakish I kept squirming in my seat. It's extremely, extremely odd to see your own tiny part of the world - complete with all the right names, all the right locations, all the specific contours of human character you know and recall, even magazine covers you commissioned and designed - splayed out on a movie screen. Of course, I was lucky enough to miss all the events described. But still ... My basic verdict is that it's a very effective movie. It's most effective because it forces someone like me to realize that Steve was and probably still is a sociopath.
That would be Stephen Glass, the wunderkind New Republic journo turned con man in the Jayson Blair mold.