Henry Miller

[Heikki Raudaskoski]

My two cents.

Around fucking episodes Henry Miller builds a "wildly" sentimentalistic
and "daringly" eloquent pseudo-philosophy, which, as I see it, is meant
to justify his cock -- his masculine imagination, his masculine universe. 

One reason why Charles Bukowski is a much better writer than Miller is that 
there are no such schmaltzy apologetic levels in his books. This makes the
narrational stance much less authoritarian in Bukowski than it is in Miller.

_GR_ is impurely involved with phallic powers, sure, but the kaleidoscopic
reflections of the narrator and characters won't cement any ego-boostings 
of male individualism. Instead, the text desparately tries to prompt its
readers to look for ways to subvert institutionalized phallic traditions.

Heikki