In our latest fiction installment, we ask: "With Philip Roth retiring, to whom will authors in the secret world of steamy Orthodox Jewish novels aspire?"
“It’s as though he’s sitting on your face and you can’t breathe...I don’t rate him as a writer at all,” says the disgruntled Man Booker juror who dissented on Philip Roth's win.
It’s an unpredictable twist, bubbelah. That you will find images of these curly-haired, big-nosed women getting humped (and kind of hackneyedly complaining about it) the ultimate object of erotic devastation.