Impostor or Whatever Happened to Richard Beymer

Richard Beymer

This memoir is the closest one can come to a hallucinogenic experience without actually ingesting any of the mind altering substance. Whether there are any flashbacks after reading this book, well, I have yet to experience one…but no guarantees.

Beymer takes the illusion of reality and twists it into so many gooey shapes that it loses all semblance of any reality we think is real. A tortuously modern, highly sexual Advaita book as you have never experienced before.

If you ever had doubts about that person in the mirror…Imposterwill shatter that image, leaving you with a screenplay without words or blocks/a fade to light…with only one possible ending: the suicide of the actor.

If what you are looking for is diversifying entertainment with a clear cut beginning, middle and end you may be left disappointed…Imposter is more like an absurdist zen koan that a genetically engineered Jed McKenna/Kurt Vonnegut/Erica Jong might have written. Not for the easily shocked, a must for those needing to be. This book left a deep impression on me. Be forewarned, the book has vivid sexual imagery for spiritually mature audiences only.

Review by Tony Kainauskas