A review by radioactve_piano
City of Night, by John Rechy
3.0
I really couldn't stand this book.
Not because of the subject matter, mind you. Not because it's somewhat autobiographical, either. No, because of the damn writing!
I hate writers who write simply to read themselves and say, "Oh hell yes, that's me. I am a god among authors." And, whether deserved or no, I felt that John Rechy was doing just that.
Interesting glimpse into the life of a male prostitute in the 60's, and maybe the style was perfect for such a story. It just wasn't my idea of an enjoyable -- or even satisfying, intriguing, enlightening, etc - read.
Four stars for the importance of it, two stars for the writing. Eh.
Not because of the subject matter, mind you. Not because it's somewhat autobiographical, either. No, because of the damn writing!
I hate writers who write simply to read themselves and say, "Oh hell yes, that's me. I am a god among authors." And, whether deserved or no, I felt that John Rechy was doing just that.
Interesting glimpse into the life of a male prostitute in the 60's, and maybe the style was perfect for such a story. It just wasn't my idea of an enjoyable -- or even satisfying, intriguing, enlightening, etc - read.
Four stars for the importance of it, two stars for the writing. Eh.