Tightly constructed, beautifully executed, and compassionate, this new work by the author of "City of Night" offers a stunning evocation of gay desire in the time just before AIDS.
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Tightly constructed, beautifully executed, and compassionate, this new work by the author of "City of Night" offers a stunning evocation of gay desire in the time just before AIDS.
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Fine in Fine jacket. Size: 8vo-over 7¾-9¾Tall; Type: Book This novel is a stunning evocation of gay desire in the time period just before the epidemic of AIDS. Blue and grey speckled front cover with black spine and gilt lettering. 244 pages. Clean and tight pages with no markings in the book.
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Fine in Fine jacket. First edition. Fine in a fine dust jacket with slight toning on flaps and rubbing. *The Coming of the Night* is a continuation of themes explored in bestselling *City of Night*, looking at gay desire in Santa Ana, California right before the onset of the AIDS epidemic.
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Very Good in Very Good jacket. Size: 8x5x1; Binding clean & sharp. Light soiling on top edge. Signed by author on title page. Dj lightly worn around edges. Dust Jacket protected by mylar cover.
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Fine jacket. 244 pages. First edition (first printing). A fine copy in a fine dust jacket. Signed by the author on the title page. John Rechy's new novel is a return to the themes and scenes of his classic, best-selling City of Night and a bittersweet memorial to a lost world--gay Los Angeles in the moment before AIDS. It is 1981, a summer night, and an unscripted ritual is about to take place. Young, beautiful Jesse is celebrating one year on the dazzling gay scene and plans to lose himself completely in its transient pleasures. He is joined by Dave, a leatherman bent on testing limits. A young hustler, an opera lover lost in fantasies of youth, a gang of teenagers looking for trouble--as the Sant'Ana winds breathe fire down the hills of Los Angeles, stirring up desires and violence, these men circle ever closer to a confrontation as devastating as it is inevitable. Lyrical, humorous, and compassionate, The Coming of the Night proves again that as a novelist and chronicler of gay life John Rechy has no equal.
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Very good in very good dust jacket. First Edition. First Edition / First Printing as identified with "1" in the full number line. Pages are clean and intact. Very Clean Copy-Over 500, 000 Internet Orders Filled.
Open this book to any page and you'll be bombarded with one graphic, gratuitous, poorly written, laugh out loud sex scene after another (Oh yeah baby give it to me, that's it like that . . . seriously that's how inane the dialogue is). Don't get me wrong, I am a huge fan of Rechy's and some of his work is downright brilliant. I loved City of Night, This Day's Death, The Fourth Angel and especially Bodies and Souls. However, The Coming of the Night is a thinly vieled excuse for straight up porn.
I went into the novel excited, thinking Rechy would have something profound to express about gay life before "the coming of the night", a metaphor for the AIDS epidemic. Instead I was bombarded with episodic sexcapades of several loosely connected one dimensional characters. The sections involving Clint, haunted by and trying to escape from the mysterious "cancer" killing off his friends in New York; Orville, a handsome gay black male trying to get by in the predominantly white gay community and Thomas, a lonely single "old queen" who just wants to be loved were the only compelling and interesting characters to me. As an ardent supporter of AIDS awareness and a gay black male getting up there in age, these characters could have really got a message across. Instead they, and the rest of the novel, are squandered away under the weight of the grossly explicit sex scenes that appear on EVERY page.
Other characters were pointless. Za-Za LaGrand's sections (a thinly veiled reference to porn director Chi Chi LaRue) were utterly pointless and did nothing to further the plot along. Dave, the sado-masochist leather biker man and Ernie, the body builder with endowment issues were one dimensional characters I could care less about and Buzz, Boo and Fredo, the homophobe gay bashing punks were predictable and boring.
It's sad that this novel is so bad because it really had a lot of potential to get across some extremely powerful messages. Instead of focusing on the characters, fleshing them out so I could care for them, Rechy gets too wrapped up in the sex scenes, the majority of which are poorly written with some of the worst dirty talk dialogue I have ever read. Read this only if you've read every Jackie Collins novel and long for a dirtier gay version of what she does. Rechy must have wrote this for the money because it really stinks. PU.
