Word: carnalities
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...worry about spending too much time searching for the particular concept Ween is striving for. Marine analogy and self-critical reflection never really turn up any common thread through topics ranging from carnal zeal to regret for lost love...
...short, she is a disaster waiting to happen when her father re-enters her life, and they become mutually obsessed. The actual affair does not begin until a gloomy courtship by letter, tape and phone call has worn thin. The carnal phase is really an epilogue. Soon the father has shed religion in favor of breeding attack dogs, and the daughter has decamped for New York City to write "a post-modern novel." One hesitates to question the veracity of a book labeled a memoir, but Harrison's overheated prose and her sketchy characters and settings make this more...
...grandparents when she was tiny, and she had almost no contact with him until she was 20. When her father re-enters her life, and they become mutually obsessed. The actual affair does not begin until a gloomy courtship by letter, tape and phone call has worn thin. The carnal phase is really an epilogue. Soon the father has shed religion in favor of breeding attack dogs, and the daughter has decamped for New York City to write a novel. "One hesitates to question the veracity of a book labeled a memoir," says Duffy, "but Harrison?s overheated prose...
...grandparents when she was tiny, and she had almost no contact with him until she was 20. When her father re-enters her life, and they become mutually obsessed. The actual affair does not begin until a gloomy courtship by letter, tape and phone call has worn thin. The carnal phase is really an epilogue. Soon the father has shed religion in favor of breeding attack dogs, and the daughter has decamped for New York City to write a novel. "One hesitates to question the veracity of a book labeled a memoir," says Duffy, "but Harrison?s overheated prose...
...screams, drools, and bleeds for perverse, unrestrained if highly orchestrated debaucheries, preferably of Homo sapiens. Two domineering, heavily-stocked bars squat facing each other across the red-rimmed, black linoleum dance floor; smug, wood-carved janissaries. The room takes cares to invoke the popular equation "Lust + Delusion = a reckless, carnal kind of vermilion violence, real good stuff...