Most of the critiques of the book are actually more generous than I would be myself.However, for those looking for a very, very traditional view of modern art and sexual behavior, especially one colored by an openly religious thrust to it (specifically Catholic, but that is tertiary perhaps), the book may be OK, even if---speaking as a historian---it is loaded with minor obsessions and analytical flaws, from my perspective. But, even so, why would you want such a narrow and incomplete picture? It is so far from not merely the avant garde, but much of the clear-headed mainstream of today. Well-intentioned perhaps, but a little sad in its pinched view of human creation and existence. Do we still need to be scandalized by the private quirks of famous figures who did important or wonderful things, to the point we reject them for fear that civilization will fall because we aren't grown-up enough to deal with it reasonably?