With Extreme Prejudice

My girlfriend left a copy of Barton's The El Cholo Feeling behind with a bunch of other clutter, and it wasn't until a hard rainy day last month that I sampled it. Happily,I couldn't put El Cholo down; now, subsequently, I've finished Barton's exciting quartet of novels back-to-back, and they each get better. Extreme Prejudice(now aka, Black and White On The Rocks), his third, is my favorite. (He just won the Faulkner Award for House Divided, his fourth.) I find myself returning to E.P. - not only for a daily dose of Barton's succintly efficient prose, but also for his progressive southern maleness, including his outstanding movie reviews, each critical to the paradox capturing his protagonist. Reviews included critque Mississippi Burning and Do The Right Thing, both superior to what you might have gotten from Denby,The NYT, or others. Thus, you may accept this review as my five-star rebuttal of the previous reviewer, who missed the point of this southerner's agony with current southern events, as his personal and social life crash dramatically. Once I, too, married and lost a fine New Orleans woman,and my experience tells me that the professor knows something about southern sex, as well. I say, buy Barton's books and buy them new at full price, as we need to keep him writing. Read Frederick Barton and you will be hooked; you'll get your money's worth, and,even better, you'll never return to Grisham.