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...selfish race to win special bilateral deals with the Middle East oil producers. Last week French Foreign Minister Michel Jobert toured the Middle East attempting to button down contracts that would ensure France oil for the next decade and beyond. He was followed closely by Italian Foreign Minister Aldo Moro, who jetted to Egypt, Kuwait, Iran, Saudi Arabia and Abu Dhabi to guarantee supplies for Italy. In St. Moritz, the Shah of Iran took time between ski runs to listen to oil requests from German Economics Minister Hans Friderichs and British Chancellor of the Exchequer Anthony Barber...
...Moro does not disappoint the sleepy viewers. He appears in a black bird suit, his "Ravenswear," ostensibly to plug a new film. Suddenly he is doing stunts with a severed finger, which has a history of putrefaction, that is in itself a small comic masterpiece. Moro's ultimate public outrage is a staging of his own funeral, a new high for that truly American form of expression, the synthesis of art and advertising...
Against such living death, Brower thrusts Simon Moro, an aging horror-film actor and cinema-cult figure. His old films, Ghoulgantua, Gila Man, etc., are classics. Many have been severely cut, or shelved, for reasons of taste. A Moro film in which the monster gets the girl is as unacceptable to the public as a cartoon cat who catches and lustily devours the mouse...
...Moro is a genius of the erotically macabre. Next to him, Lugosi is as benign as a bishop. "Bela," says Moro, "had the mannerisms, the Transylvanian suavity, the cape work, all that, but I don't think he ever really felt the urges." Moro feels them down to his hairy gray toes, because he understands the truth about monsters. They are not something else, but projections of ourselves turned inside...
...first part of the novel is narrated by a freelance named Warner Williams, whose article on Simon Moro has been rejected by a magazine. To make it acceptable, Williams then undertakes a paper chase through notes and memory. The result is the novel, the whole (though not necessarily verifiable) truth about Simon Moro, whose own identity is a holism of flackery and confused truths. His accent is Central European, his interests are Hapsburgian kinky. He began his career in Austria but was actually born in Vienna, N.J. A nice touch. Fittingly, one of Moro's last attempts to reawaken...