Books
August, 1983
If Evelyn Waugh had been bitten on one leg by Groucho Marx and on the other by S.J. Perelman and then locked away with a typewriter and no vaccine, he might well have produced the complete works of Peter De Vries. As it's turned out, we have De Vries himself for that, and in his latest, Slouching Towards Kalamazoo (Little, Brown), he sets his wacko, witty voice to a rough retelling of Nathaniel Hawthorne's The Scarlet Letter. Except that De Vries sets it in the Midwest in the Fifties instead of...
