As the first book of charles
bukowski's that i ever read, "Women" holds a
special place in my heart. it is an insane story
of henry chinaski and his misunderstandings and communications with women. autobiographical to an extent, this book, and all of
bukowski's, are
special because they are so graphically and emotionally honest. no one else paints such candid portraits of the human psyche in its most degenerate and politically incorrect situations. no other author can put so much vulgarity into a work and make it sound as natural as bukowski does. everything and every word in his novels have a place and a meaning, making his writing style so refreshingly satisfying, that you can't help but to live vicariously through his beautiful insanity.