This eloquent and profound book, completed by Valerio Valeri shortly before his death in 1998, contends that the ambivalence felt by all humans about sex, death, and eating other animals can be explained by a set of coordinated principles that are expressed in taboos. In elegant prose, Valeri evokes the world of the Huaulu, forest hunters of Indonesia. The hidden attractions of the animal world, which invades the human world in perilous ways, he shows, also delineate that which the Huaulu regard as most human about themselves.
It's probably unfair of me to only give this three stars. If Valeri had lived long enough to really edit this book instead of just write it, it would almost certainly have got more.
The problem is that the density plus the attention to detail plus the fact that he is making a pluralist, overdetermined argument made this book hard to read. And I had to read it in two weeks, which really meant (given the other things on my plate) a total of like 6 days. So, basically I died.
What he says about taboos forming subjects and differentiating objects is totally rad (but please don't ask me to summarize it), and his argument that this junk has multiple causality both categorically and practically is exciting.
So even though this isn't close to a five star rating, you should totally read this book. Slowly. I probably will in a few years.