THY BROTHER'S WIFE by Andrew M. Greeley; Warner; 350 pages; $14.95
"Automatic Andy's at it again. Not content with writing one novel that gives trash a bad name, Catholicism's most juvenile writer (with never an unpublished thought) is back with his second potboiler. Everyone knows that a second novel is by definition worse than a first novel. Since The Cardinal Sins was a cheap, tawdry, trashy, sleazy book, you can imagine how bad Andrew Greeley's new novel, Thy Brother's Wife, is. A putrid, puerile, prurient, pulpy potboiler."
That diatribe is not from one of Andrew...