EXTERMINATOR!

Another compendium of sci-fi, horror-erotica, and general culture-snuffing by America's richest ex-junkie. Familiar albeit new is "The Lemon Kid" who puts the whammy on show-biz folk; "Johnny 23" that offs hostile vibes (and unfortunately people) via "virus replication outside the body"; Bently the kiss of death; scientologists galore; the Purple Better One ("a friend to all good Darkies everywhere"); pictures that cause visual stigmata by visual power; plus endless sodomistic adolescents, sadistic cops, doped-out freaks — skeletons of ten movies Burroughs will only give stage directions for. He may be our only writer whose socio-political apocalyptica transcend both paranoia and triviality; his imagination is superb, his ear savagely satiric, but something is missing...missing...the parts are better than the whole...we need the novel Burroughs is never going to write.