Being a fan of Bernhard, I can not be objective ... Anyway, I think that the art of this great destroyer of mankind is here condensed (in 600 pages ...) It rattle rehashing it, that insult, it's tripping over its own contradictions, and yet it is so beneficial. The visceral hatred felt by this author genius to the Austrians, his countrymen but also to racism, bigotry, hypocrisy, conventions, is expressed here in a celebratory prose that grabs the reader a crazy whirlwind he leaves grew. Not to be missed, and good cure!
