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>>4605129
>hasn't read de Beauvoir, makes up bullshit about books he hasn't read
>"that's a fairly recent development"

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>>4053356
>white people portrayed as malevolent race-haters

>implying they're not

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>>3866319
>Authorial intent

>>3866250
I'd argue this because the subject matter is not inherently "un-scary" and the portions that focus on romance and such do nothing to alleviate the overwhelming tension.
Even the structure of the book serves to keep you in a state of unease.

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>>3817137

It was only at these times, as he described this last crash to me, that Vaughan was calm. He talked of these wounds and collisions with the erotic tenderness of a long-separated lover. Searching through the photographs in his apartment, he half turned towards me, so that his heavy groin quietened me with its profile of an almost erect penis. He knew that as long as he provoked me with his own sex, which he used casually as if he might discard it for ever at any moment, I would never leave him. Ten days ago, as he stole my car from the garage of my apartment house, Vaughan hurtled up the concrete ramp, an ugly machine sprung from a trap. Yesterday his body lay under the police arc-lights at the foot of the flyover, veiled by a delicate lacework of blood.

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