OFF THE WALL
OH, GOD! by Avery Corman (Bantam): Short, slick, funny death-of-god satire, a few years too late. There are plenty of good lines, as Corman is hired by ... God? to be his press agent? Our favorite line: “Avocados . . .on that I made the pit too big.”
OFF THE WALL
OH, GOD! by Avery Corman (Bantam): Short, slick, funny death-of-god satire, a few years too late. There are plenty of good lines, as Corman is hired by ... God? to be his press agent? Our favorite line: “Avocados . . .on that I made the pit too big.” This is another bizarro; the writing is good but it doesn’t go anywhere, unfortunately.
TO THE SOUND OF FREEDOM by Robin Scott Wilson and Richard W. Shyrock (Ace): Of all the rip-off rock novels, this is the worst, mostly because it has about as much to do with the rock festival so blatantly advertised on its cover as Naked Lunch has to do with Horn & Hardhart.
ANGELA DAVIS: An Objective Assessment, by Marc Olden (Lancer): This is a weird one. Olden does try to be objective, but he can’t really bring himself to do it. Angela isn’t particularly well written but lots of facts you probably didn’t/don’t know are there. Even though the writing isn’t strong, it’s worth 95 cents, for sure.