Title: A Mercutio Madness
Review: I suffer from depression, and I certainly don't mean to belittle Mr. Styron's painful experience with the illness. But I read his portrayal of that experience with the same kind of horror that one might feel when a family member gets drunk and ruins a party. "Say, isn't that your brother over there?" "Who him? No!" I felt Styron was pompous in the rendering of his suffering, eager to use his illness to prove his depth, his brilliance, and his place with great writers. A Mercutio madness, to be sure, and, finally, an empty memoir.
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