REFLECTIONS IN A GOLDEN EYE

The Heart is a Lonely Hunger was a sensation of sorts, a critical success, but too remote from common experience to win wide popularity. This new book is considerably more bizarre, almost pathosexual, if there is such a word. It has virtually none of the former's strong positive note; no underlying social significance. It is an unhealthy sort of book, dealing as it does with mental and emotional degenerates, a voluptuous woman with a husband who is sexually attracted to her lovers; there is another woman who is mentally unbalanced, there is a private (the scene of the story is a fort in the South) who is obsessed by the naked beauty of the ""vampire"". An episode played to full capacity of its pathological trimmings, its morbid fancies -- a book that will appeal to readers interested in the abnormal. 'ware, public libraries.