Title: Silly Distortions
Product review: It's difficult to be angry at this book that trivializes a tragic murder that involved intimations of child abuse, incest--difficult because, finally, it's just plain silly. Indiana distorts everything so he can cackle at it--including readily identifiable people, and the city of Los Angeles. His characters are objects for his weird scorn of everything--the brothers, the mother, the reporters. Satire is one thing, but malice for the sake of malice is another, and this is a very weird piece of malice.
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