Title: Fiasco
Product review: Page for page, Dutch is the single daffiest book I have ever read from a widely respected author. Edmund Morris, author of celebrated works about Theodore Roosevelt, was given extensive access to Ronald Reagan and the workings of his administration. Even Reagan's admirers admit the man had a downright spooky lack of affect in his dealings with others, and the strain of dealing with this sphynx apparently unmanned Morris, who elected to blend biography and fiction by writing himself into Reagan's life, showing himself present at all kinds of crucial events -- even being rescued from drowning by Reagan as a young lifeguard. A bizarre performance that has left me unwilling to read anything else by Edmund Morris, even though his Roosevelt books would normally be right up my alley.
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