I mean, they'd be happier pretending it didn't even happen. But you're gonna see enough of the kind of stuff I usually do. Which doesn't quite ring true. Love is troubling, unreliable, and often corrupting. Hogg is a love story.
Man loses boy.
It's also the most purely evil novel I've ever read. I doubt it needs pointing out that Delany hardly matches the crusaders' imagined pornographer, nor that Hogg 's publishing non-history hardly matches the crusaders' imagined porn industry. And finally imagine this most sophisticated and depraved of books as written in a flat voice so quintessentially American that the first comparison to come to mind is Dashiell Hammett. Hogg 's first-person narrator is as suspicious of expression and as compusive about accurate observation as any Hammett hero. Admittedly, this impression of independence is achieved by reducing force of will almost past existence, since in the world of Hogg , as in our own, power is no illusion.