Scott Graham
A total mess of the death bed visions of a dying oil magnate play out like an Our Gang comedy and a Douglas Sirk 50s melodrama. Thank goodness it was a long novella and not a 700 page chunker because the idea had nowhere else to go except to its quick nonsensical end. The stream of consciousness writing made it difficult to attribute thought to characters at times and the actions of the “angels” and “demons” were performative without being motivated. This one is going into the donation box for the local library.
A total mess of the death bed visions of a dying oil magnate play out like an Our Gang comedy and a Douglas Sirk 50s melodrama. Thank goodness it was a long novella and not a 700 page chunker because the idea had nowhere else to go except to its quick nonsensical end. The stream of consciousness writing made it difficult to attribute thought to characters at times and the actions of the “angels” and “demons” were performative without being motivated. This one is going into the donation box for the local library.