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The Minotaur Takes a Cigarette Break
by Steven Sherrill
Outstanding title; decent novel with high potential. Sadly, it’s held back by the writer being a grubby perv.
Pros: portrayal of loneliness, being a social outcast, the plight of having an unconventional body, struggles of working class Americans etc. etc. It’s nothing groundbreaking but it’s well written and it made me feel suitably hollow, cold and very glad that I’m not immortal. Thumbs up.
Cons: I initially wondered if the indulgent description of every female character’s breasts and bottom was a deliberate conceit to show the male gaze of the protagonist.
This was until halfway through, when he’s revealed to be bisexual. This left me to wonder: where’s the descriptions of the stiff bulges? The manly buttcracks? The thick hairy thighs?
Furthermore, why is there a long and detailed (far too detailed) heterosexual sex scene, while the Minotaur’s encounter with a man is left to the imagination?
I can only conclude that the writer is a pervy straight man who wasn’t interested in sexualising male characters. No, he just wanted to write exhausting descriptions of breasts.
Well, Steven, it’s not good enough. Either give me vivid description of the minotaur gliding into his male colleague’s welcoming butt, or take out the leering stuff about women. Your choice pal.
Pros: portrayal of loneliness, being a social outcast, the plight of having an unconventional body, struggles of working class Americans etc. etc. It’s nothing groundbreaking but it’s well written and it made me feel suitably hollow, cold and very glad that I’m not immortal. Thumbs up.
Cons: I initially wondered if the indulgent description of every female character’s breasts and bottom was a deliberate conceit to show the male gaze of the protagonist.
This was until halfway through, when he’s revealed to be bisexual. This left me to wonder: where’s the descriptions of the stiff bulges? The manly buttcracks? The thick hairy thighs?
Furthermore, why is there a long and detailed (far too detailed) heterosexual sex scene, while the Minotaur’s encounter with a man is left to the imagination?
I can only conclude that the writer is a pervy straight man who wasn’t interested in sexualising male characters. No, he just wanted to write exhausting descriptions of breasts.
Well, Steven, it’s not good enough. Either give me vivid description of the minotaur gliding into his male colleague’s welcoming butt, or take out the leering stuff about women. Your choice pal.