Breakfast in the Ruins, a kind of litany of 20th century infamy and failure, with its wonderfully graphic and oddly sympathetic Mei Lei sequences and various other graphic moments from various terrible 20th century military adventures, is the sequel to Behold the Man. When are the publishers going to put this, far harder to obtain, wonderful novel into the Masterworks series. Anyone who wants to know where the 20th century went wrong could do worse than take a look at this short, powerful read in which Moorcock originally published his own death notice -- and then had to pull it when everyone believed him! Behold the Man is a fine, thoughtful text for our times, but Breakfast in the Ruins take the same quasi-Christ Karl Glogauer on a modern 'stations of the cross' journey which also touches on black/white racism and anti-Jewish racism and looks at man's eternal inhumanity to man; and yet, as in so much of Moorcock's apparently grimmest work,there is a substantial and credible note of hope at the very peculiar end! Moorcock has Dickens's touch -- he shows you the injustice, the terror and the pain -- but he also shows you how human dignity and respect can, like love, conquer all! If you can find the earlier edition, which included Breakfast in the Ruins, read the two books togehter.