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...leave Nice on a bus. He follows her by car, but at the first rest stop she vanishes. Next morning her body is found at the bottom of a ravine. The coincidence of two dead wives materializing at bus stops piques the interest of Inspector Robert Hossein, a sadist who practices police brutality with chilling Gallic esprit. Soon accusations and counteraccusations begin to ricochet off the walls. Having committed a fairly perfect crime at the outset, Frobe takes murderous pride in his achievement. Though Ronet is guilty only of intent to murder, he feels responsible for his wife...
Somewhere Over the Rimbaud. This new collection was discovered in 1948 by Gilbert Lely, a French scholar, at the chateau of the Marquis Xavier de Sade, a direct descendant. It would be impolite to call Lely a sadist, but he certainly is a Sadean, and a doting one at that. Lely hopes that the letters will help readers to "enjoy De Sade's dark erotic paradise without guilt." Freud and Havelock Ellis ("the supreme triumph of human idealism") are cited. Fair enough from these specialists, but Lely insists that one letter can be compared only to "the music...
...Sadist of Clowns. Miller's books alternate between pornography and preachment, sex and soda water; every bed sooner or later seems exposed to an icy draft from The Air-Conditioned Nightmare. He is a comical windbag, but unexpectedly the reader has the opportunity to see which part is comedy and which is windbag. The emphasis shifts away from sex in Plexus and Nexus. Without his fake phallus, Miller is a clown-the sadist of clowns...
...Paris-by-night tour-through the sewers, over the roofs, and into transvestite dens. For some Parisian reason, all the bad guy's spies are chestnut vendors. Another nice Gallic touch: as the heroine is about to be chained to the wall and whipped by a neo-Nazi sadist, she takes time out to lament that she missed her lunch...
Good and evil, God and Devil battled in Swift's life as they did in his work. He was a madman as well as a genius, and his existence was a contest of fear ful contradictions. He was a compulsive sadist with a tender heart, a lifelong impotent passionately involved with women, an earnest clergyman obsessed with excrement, a magnificent intellectual addicted to childish puns, a great master of letters who considered his life a failure because he failed in politics, an Irish national hero who loathed the land of his birth...