Title: a towering tower of a tale
Product review: 742 pages of edifice, hiding the fact that all characters but two are superfluous, and those two come together in a most unconvincing way, to a dopey climax of miniscule proportions. Wolfe is good at language -- jail/street talk, southern patois, lovingly described architecture, sartorial detail, interior decorating; but his characters leave you unmoved. He seems obsessed with getting old -- at 60. He describes all women in purely sexual terms. His book is hollow and fundamentally dull.
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