I admire the intensity of the writing and imagery, but having a somewhat literal mind, I always ask what is behind something, and I wonder what prompted the author to write this book. Was it personal experience of some sort, stories he heard from others, the atmosphere of London, or a deeper awareness? Evil and exploitation tend to be of a casual, crude and random kind, as much neglect as abuse, as recorded in a rash of autobiographical books published in the 1980s and after, not the sort of alien quality in the book. Everybody has probably run into a person who is obsessive and/or disturbed yet fully or even more than averagely functional. There are people without empathy, psychopaths, ruthless and paranoid control freaks who sometimes become leaders of countries, controlling partners, the casually cruel who personify the 'banality of evil' identified by Arendt, but I am not sure what sort of person the 'boy' represents. Clearly there is a sexual and sensual element. Is it a warning of how this can lead to degradation, where fortunately most people have other distractions? Is it a fantasy about a fantasist? Is it an allegory about a decent person (Sean) searching for an icon of human goodness that always eludes? Or is it just a work of art? What is it really about? Maybe I am asking for too much. Unlike non-fiction that draws from evidence outside itself, pure fiction can be its own justification.