The last three novels of Faulkner in one volume. For the most there's no Faulknerian modernism, instead just great characters and stories. Although, in chronicling folks like Flem Snopes, he -- Faulkner-- does love to layer on the parenthetical statements. Great humor runs throughout, too. The Reivers, especially, is just funny. It's a romp of crazy characters and wacky situations. "Eleven years old and already knife-cut in a whore house brawl." That about sums it up.