by Len Gutkin If Wyndham Lewis, like food cured in lye, is an acquired taste, then The Apes of God (1930), a massive satiric roman-a-clef of unrivaled toxicity, is a glass of straight lye taken neat. “No one’s favorite book,”[1] this longest of Lewis’s works of fiction—623 tightly printed pages in the beautiful Black Sparrow… Continue Reading The Apes of God