The above image - courtesy of A Softer World - pretty much sums up this book, in my opinion.
From the blurb, I expected this to be a case of a man who was ostracised for not showing enough emotion at a funeral, and maybe stoned to death. In fact, it was the story of a man who RANDOMLY SHOT A DUDE and, amazingly!, was put on trial for it. I don't believe he 'told the truth at all costs'. I believe he had schizophrenia or a dissociative personality disorder or both. His only emotions were the wrong ones. He deserved to die, if only because in a country with capital punishment, you don't go around fatally shooting people just because the sun is a bit bright today. FAIL.
He'd beaten her till she'd bled. Before that he hadn't used to beat her. "I used to hit her, but sort of affectionately. She'd yell a bit. I'd close the shutters and it'd finish the way it always does. But this time I really mean it. And I don't think I've punished her enough."
HIT HER AFFECTIONATELY. OH YEAH. MY LOVE, IT GROWS AND GROWS.
So we made our way slowly back and he kept telling me how pleased he was that he'd managed to punish his mistress. I found him very friendly towards me and I thought it was a good moment.
But actually, NO?
Previously, on Book Glomp 2009:
He Knew He Was Right, Anthony Trollope
The Bostonians, Henry James
For Whom the Bell Tolls, Ernest Hemingway
For Esme - with Love and Squalor, JD Salinger