Rated of 5
by so-so at best
The book is a prime example of the uselesss trype that is literature today, National Endowment of Arts style drivel much akin to the photo of the cross in a pool of urine. purile at best, why such reliance of human viscus, good imagery and loose prose style. i found it interesting that such great authors praised the book, while literary hacks like will self recognized it for the waste of time it is, the whole time i read it i just wanted to get to the point already. what's the deal with the masturbation scene and the incest scenes, how hackneyed can one get. read a der spiegel interview with roy, absolutely laughable, what mind-numbing crap, spewing ignorant bleeding heart, uniformed liberal nonesense that one would expect from such an ideologue.