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/Guest reviewer Cheryl Ives
Hair Club Burning tricks us into thinking it’s a rollicking ride with quick-witted language and a back-handed attitude of cool. Painfully clear descriptive texts can feel a little too much like being there, making us complicit voyeurs and compatriots in outrage and desire. This tale disguises itself as a story about race and class, while making us notice uncomfortable truths about cultural conditioning, gender relations and materialism. We’re offered no clear heroes and a lot of bad behavior all around. I loved it. I hated it. I couldn’t put it down.
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