Xavier was dead: to begin with. This exploitation novel by W.A. Harbinson, a man who in the nineties would put out a â€œnon-fictionâ€ book claiming to prove that Nazis are using concentration camp labour to build UFOs in Antarctica, is a curious beast without a centre. Can you exploit someone who was never really there?
A moment of context for Meat: it was found at the equivalent of a Free Little Library, offering the promise of a silly and quick read that would hopefully toe the right side of the exploitation line. It emphatically does not achieve that goal.
This review references systematic sexual abuse, so please avoid reading if that bothers you.