Defiant and uninhibited, Beautiful Losers cracks open a knotted love triangle to reveal its hapless members, united by their sexual obsessions but also by their fascination with a mythic seventeenth-century Mohawk saint.
In this rhapsodic adventure the sensualist and the saint become indistinguishable. Beautiful Losers leaps without caution between humour and tragedy, eroticism and vulgarity, deceit and the depths of true love.
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‘Brilliant, explosive, a fountain of talent…James Joyce is not dead…he lives under the name of Cohen…writing from the point of view of Henry Miller.’
‘An experimental book of sexuality and mysticism, sprinkled with his devilish sense of humour…Cohen’s writing is witty, erotic and often obscene, but never crass.’
‘Fuses sexuality with spirituality…mystical and profane, poetic and obscene…an invitation to play Russian roulette with a phallic pistol.’
‘A fantasied eroticism which is wildly funny…An exciting book.’
‘The literary counterpart of Hair on the stage and Easy Rider on the screen.’
