08-14-2018, 05:23 PM
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Just picked up a copy of this recent repress of a 60's pulp fiction classic.
This review from an Amazon customer sums it up nicely...
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Books like this were once described somewhere as so cheap that someone could read them on the bus and leave them on the seat. Well, this reprint has all the marks. The text looks like an off-center, page-number-clipping Xerox, assumedly of the original. It's full of typos, usually just annoying, but occasionally so cryptic one has to stop and decode. And, sometimes, the latter are amusing, like "arms" misprinted as "anus".
The plot is, unsurprisingly, not reflected in the cover art, which appears to depict an older lesbian in conflict with a man over a woman. The story is, instead, little more than a device to link together the sexual encounters of a young car hop named Charlene. All the characters are, of course, excessively horny, and the uncontrolled jealousy and vengefulness that plague them result in battery, abduction, ravishment, ritualized S & M, and murder. (There's even erotic torture with turkey feathers!) The descriptions are rather explicit until they dissolve into oceanic movements as metaphors for the ultimate passion.
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