I found this a lot better than I had thought it would be.
De Sade is obviously no fool, and his arguments are intelligently put.
I don't think writers of his time were very good with erotica, sadly, since it seems that even libertine, rebellious De Sade felt he had to wrap everything he said in euphemistic terms.
Justine is the quintessential sad sac of the ages. I guess she deserved her end, the poor meek sod.
Proper review to follow when time permits.