SOME ANGRY ANGEL, by Richard Condon (275 pp.; McGraw-Hill; $4.50), marks the third appearance of an ironist whose iron holds a keener edge than most. After his fine, mordant first novel. The Oldest Confession, he did a few handstands to attract attention, and the result was The Manchurian Candidate (TIME, July 6). an impressively comic but chaotic novel whose message—all is vanity and venality, and even the noblest of men knows not the way to the washroom—was not always audible over the author's sousaphone accompaniment. The present book appears to contain the same...
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