There's
an obsession with blindness, certainly -- with ageing dictators and
visionaries: Hitler, Ovid, Shahryar. What else can we say about
the narrator of this book? He (or she) takes refuge in flights of
fancy, posting pseudonymous entries on the web. Later they're printed
out on the backs of any pages, used or scribbled on, that come to
hand. Each of the three stories explores a set of flawed relationships:
Hitler and Eva, Marlow and Phil, Ovid and the wise-woman. ... Is
it all an attempt to find the perfect partner, whether she be android
clone, registered nurse, or girl-next-door? -- Jack Ross
