If it weren't for the prefatory disclaimer, you'd swear actor Moriarty's debut novel was an outcropping of the O.J. Simpson...

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If it weren't for the prefatory disclaimer, you'd swear actor Moriarty's debut novel was an outcropping of the O.J. Simpson case instead of its prophetic hint. Not that the similarities are all that deep--the accused is a volatile black basketball player, his alleged victim his high-living white wife--but there's not much else to this slender tale except for that old reliable, sexual promiscuity, and that new reliable, incest. As psychiatrist J.C. Kaminer digs into his celebrity client's past, he learns that ""Wizard"" Manes got cuckolded more often by his late wife Charlotte than he got sent to the free-throw line. But you can't really blame kittenish Charley, because she was abused by her mousy father--or she seduced him, depending on who's telling the story--and then embarked on a quest to couple with every warm body that crossed her path, from her ex-therapist to Wizard's bodyguard to Dr. Marion Brockman, the colleague (and former lover) J.C. sent her to. J.C. himself is an urbane, self-involved narrator whose ceremonious manner and arch dialogue (""You believed in God at one time?"" ""No. My parents led me to believe I did"") smilingly struggle to conceal the fact that he doesn't have much of a story to tell. Genial plugs for Ralph Lauren, Kurt Masur, and the Big Apple--as well as that not-another-Simpson headnote--substitute for any hint of mystery or suspense.

Pub Date: June 1, 1997

ISBN: N/A

Page Count: 224

Publisher: Simon & Schuster

Review Posted Online: N/A

Kirkus Reviews Issue: May 15, 1997