The New York Times Book Review of Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil claimed that it ”might be the first true-crime book that makes the reader want to book a bed and breakfast for an extended weekend at the scene of the crime.”
It’s a pretty accurate review. I know nothing of Savannah, Georgia other than what I’ve read in the pages of John Berendt’s book. Despite that, I have a fierce desire to go there. For years, I was on the mailing list of the Savannah College of Art and Design and I was green with envy when I found out that a former frenemy had moved there.
That’s why, when we visited a thrift shop this morning, I zeroed in on a horrible lilac t-shirt with black and white photographs of the city on the front. It was garish – yet oddly genteel – and the only thing that kept me from buying it was a disturbing mystery stain.
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Saturday, August 30, 2008
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