"Horribly refreshing, like an ice-cold glass of acid on a sweltering summer day . . . Indiana writes with an art critic's eye for detail and a poet's ear for language."
-Philadelphia Inquirer "A novel too weird and perverted and frankly minacious to stay in print, too unforgettable not to be reissued."
-Sarah Nicole Prickett, from the introduction "A disturbing, vivid, and brutal novel that succeeds in its dizzy mix of genres and influences. Not for the prudish, though."
-Kirkus Reviews "Amazingly perverse, savagely amusing, unflinchingly serious. It may be in fact be the first really serious work of the imagination to come out of the AIDS catastrophe."
-Michael Herr, author of Dispatches