Thus new systems are forced on the world by men who simply cannot bear the pain of living with what is.”īut unfortunately these are accompanied by such drivel as: “What is most original in a man’s nature is often that which is most desperate. We all know the wit and insight that Cohen is capable of and it is well worth wading through the endless nonsense to find such highlights as: However, despite all the various illogical ramblings there are some moments of brilliance to be found within the pages. The 3rd part is much briefer and I really hoped for some kind of epiphany moment whereby I would put my finger in the air and declare ‘So this is what it was all about!’, it never happened.

The second part of the book follows much the same as the first, only this is written in the form of a letter to the narrator. I understand that this was written in 1966 during the ‘sexual revolution’ and maybe this had some sort of influence on Cohen, although he has admitted himself that it was produced under the influence of ‘fasting and amphetamines’. I am no prude and this sort of thing really doesn’t bother me in the slightest, but it just gets very tiresome after the first 100 or so times. Graphic descriptions on practically every page (I am sure that this book must hold some sort of record for using the c*** word) that would give even Richard Laymon a run for his money. What about themes I hear you ask? Well for me the only really apparent theme was that of sex. Although the previous sentence may indicate that there is some sort of plot to the novel you would be extremely hard pressed to find one. All sounds a little bizarre? That’s because it is.

As the narrator recounts past events (whether real or imagined we are never totally sure) it becomes apparent that out of the group he is the only one left alive. The novel is split into 3 parts, the first part is told through the eyes of an anonymous narrator and details his bizarre relationship with his wife (Edith) and best friend (‘F’), interwoven into this is the story of Catherine Tekakwitha a 17th Century Saint.

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