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Many, many reviewers already have pointed out the things that turn one's stomach about this book. The writing is sophomoric and ridiculous, and way, way, WAY too much liberty is taken with the story, which, ideally, is non-fiction. The imagined conversations, thoughts, and feelings of Ed that the author relays are ridiculous, and the tone of the book is really grating. I mean, Ed Gein was a really odd duck who did some really creepy and bad things, but he's a person of some note. To read Woods refer to him as "our boy" in certain passages makes me angry. The cavalier style with which it is written is really smarmy, and one can imagine Woods sitting at his typewriter, smiling at his own wit, patting himself on the back.
Beyond the incredibly obnoxious way in which the book is written (and trust me folks, the author's skills are far below that of the average writer who gets published) and the silly "conversations" between Ed and his fellow Wisconsonians (who, in the book, have a kind of...gulp...southern drawl?), there is the fact that no new information is presented, and I didn't learn anything I didn't already know from reading 10 or 15 pages in another book. And the last part, where the author "examines" the pop-culture that has been created around the Gein legend only confirmed my suspicions throughout the rest of the book...he's just a silly, pseudo-psychologist fan with no respect for his elders.
Pass!
The author takes great liberties in telling us Gein's story, inserting thoughts that no one could be sure were ever part of what happened. The list of what cops found when they went into Gein's farmhouse is truly nauseating, and there are some pretty sick pictures in the book as well, including one showing Gein's last victim, gutted and hanging from a hook.
This is not to say that there aren't some good factoids in the book. Who knew that Anton LeVay, the founder of the Church of Satan, actually helped interview Gein and supposedly could do a perfect impression of Gein? It's also neat to see Gein's death certificate, which is included in the book.
I think this book should have been marketed as more of a pop culture reference guide. As a true account of what really happened, look somewhere else.
Born in rural Wisconsin during a squeaky clean generation, Eddie Gein was raised by his fanatically religious mother and physically abusive father. Isolated and alone, tormented at school and within his family, Gein eventually descended into the dementia that had been taunting him his whole life. His ma discouraged any sort of interaction with modern women -- she tagged their hometown as a modern day Babylon -- but dear old ma never said anything about dead ones. After her passing, her youngest boy took to robbing graves, creating masks out of dead human female flesh, and scattering rotting human organs throughout his filthy, Hellish homestead. He even managed to knock over a few himself, one victim was a hefty tavern owner, the other an adulterous hardware store clerk. Written without any sense of dignity or taste whatsoever, Paul Anthony Woods exposes this nightmarish story for what it really is: a lovely little trip through complete and total insanity. Be forewarned, the book holds back no details and even contains a photo of victim Bernice Warden, decapitated, gutted, and hanging from the rafters of Eddie's summer shed. Not for the squeamish.
If I had a choice of less than one star .....
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