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(More customer reviews)I have to call this one a crafty psycho-thriller of a novel. In this one, the interplay between moths and flame well-nigh creeped me out. What most fascinated me about this book was its villain, truly an original. Subtly nuanced in his appetites, our villain Henry somehow manages to dish up for himself one delicious plate after the other, each containing an alive little delicacy only too primed and eager for Henry's gobbling them down. But what creeps me out most about the book (and yes, I realize full well how many times I've used that word here, unavoidable as it is) is how inevitable it is that Henry will have his way. As inevitable, in fact, as the rabbit's making of the fox - a hunter. For this, in a sense, is the theme of the book: that while the hunter derives a good deal more satisfaction in their relationship than does his prey, it takes two to tango. And so a strange dance of "fox" and "rabbit" throughout, and then the sheer creepiness of witnessing rabbit after rabbit willingly and even eagerly offering its soft throat for the piercing and drinking. Now that's creepy.
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Days from receiving his inheritance, young Nick hops in his truck and is California bound. Starved for a mentor/hero in his life, Nick hooks up with as canny a secret predator as ever was. One sizzling night on the town with babe-magnet Henry, and Nick flutters about him like a moth to flame.Enter Bunny! Smart and gorgeous, she's an African-American filmmaker intent on making a documentary about Nick's deceased dad, a little-known novelist of a bygone day. But when Bunny and Nick strike up a flame of their own, a jealous Henry looking on -- there's death to pay!Now Henry has not one but two moths to play with, to seduce, to cause to breathlessly hurl themselves against the deathly white heat of him. One delicate-winged little moth will break the cycle and fly away. One won't.
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