Oh, look, Belle reads another Hal Duncan book. Yes, you slags, because Hal Duncan is a gift to literature. This wonderful volume is a gay hijacking of the scriptures and it is everything you (I) hoped it would be. His interpretation of Jesus's words tends always toward the empathetic, so if you think you're going to find a criticism here, you will find it only in the misinterpretation of Jesus's parables by his followers. Personally, I think he gives a bit too much credit, but certainly the figure painted is an admirable character. The narrative, however is not written from JC's POV, rather that of 'the student whom he loved'. This is, however, not gay romantic fiction. It is fuelled by that righteousness particular to the Scottish, and in it we get a sense of what might have been had the ministry not been turned over to a bunch of bigots.