The trouble with Eden is that it wouldn’t be half as fascinating as Bucks County, Pennsylvania. This novel bounces good-naturedly along from incest to suicide (pills, rope, alcohol) to various forms of schizophrenic-paranoic delusions amid the steady background patter of couplings and triplings of every sexual combination of what must be the finest demonstration this side of the Kama Sutra — Something for Everyone... A bright and casual entertainment, with a set of extremely witty and likable characters who always manage to say the right thing (even if it’s the wrong thing) in the most obligingly down-to-earth way.