I just finished How the Dead Live by Derek Raymond, which
Serpent's Tail is reissuing this year. I kind of feel like
I've been punched in the gut. I'm not a huge fan of talk
about "transcending the genre," but I think the concept
applies to this novel. It's only a crime story in the most
superficial sense. It's more of a meditation on love and
mortality and it's very unsettling. It's one of the darkest
things I've ever read. Are all his Factory novels this
interesting? How about his other stuff?
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