This book turned out to be quite well done. With elements of horror, science fiction, media criticism, race relations (the book was written in 1969), with foul language, brutal violence, political cynicism, science apathy, and a really dim view of human nature where people do good not out of the desire to do good but either because it is the final option they haven't yet tried or out of guilt.
It came across to me as the well written novel of an angry young man (the author was 29 when he wrote it) who had beaten society to the grit and grime of the 70s.
In light of Obama, the book is a really fascinating read into the view that things would never change. This combined with reading things like Post-Soul Nation, it just seems amazing that we were able to get to where we are now. Of course there's still a long way yet to go.
I wish I could write more on this book as there are some rather keen stylistic bits that I'd like to show off and I'd love to be able to give specific examples of Why I Hate Her (the horribly written female lead who had the emotional development of protoplasmic goop). This is certainly worth reading, and would make a great art film, but if Hollywood ever got it, it would probably be horrible.
I would film it as though it were filmed in the 70s using color processes by DeLuxe that are specific to the time period, casting unknowns. It's a really talky picture with little action or need for expensive set pieces so I don't think it would even cost that much. I'm willing to bet the rather liberal usage of the word "nigger" would certainly put the kibosh on the whole thing.
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