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by Charlie Huston
In a word (or two or three): drugs and stolen money and Russian gangsters... oh my!
From Mr. Hipster:
I didn't really realize this book was a
sequel until I was half way through it. I didn't know it was the second
in a planned trilogy until I was practically finished. The impressive
thing is, I didn't feel like I was missing a thing without reading
the first book. The ending certainly left things open-ended, and ripe
for another adventure, but I didn't feel short changed or duped in
any way. What I wanted was more craziness with our sensitive cold-blooded
killer, Hank. This guy gets messed up and screwed with more than any
Elmore character. After stealing a ton of dough from the Russian mob
in New York City, Hank is living on lamb in Mexico. Meanwhile back
in The States he has become a minor celebrity after his murder spree
in Manhattan and subsequent disappearance. He has his own episode
of America's Most Wanted, an unauthorized biography and legions
of online fans. He is also a prime target for bounty hunters looking
for a big payday. And then the mysterious Russian shows up at his
bar on the beach. That opens a whole crazed, violent chain reaction
that takes him North to Cali and eventually to Vegas. After realizing
people are on to him, he figures out that the bad guys may target
his parents in order to get to him, so he goes to save them. It's
an interesting look at how easy it is to get caught when you've been
on the news and are a fugitive. Sentimentality will get you every
time. For a supposed criminal mastermind (which he's clearly not),
Hank makes a lot of wrong moves and a lot of dumb mistakes. I guess
that adds to the realism. Not that ridiculous things don't happen
in this book--amazing coincidence and survival, but it sure is fun
watching Hank get shot, stabbed, beat and trashed in virtually every
scene. He narrates the book in a strange, detached way as if some
of these awful things aren't being done to him--or by him. That's
actually part of the appeal of the character. The author doesn't make
him hard-boiled or crazy or overly intelligent even. It's like your
large, slightly homicidal roommate from freshman year became an accidental
thief and murderer. This was a great read for the summer, and made
a terrific piece of addictive fiction that went well with a beer and
a beach umbrella. I'm thinking of going back and reading the first
book of the trilogy, Caught Stealing,
just to prep myself for book number three. Sometimes you need a break
from the bi-polar fathers and giant adenoids and just want to kick
back and read about some good old fashion blood and guts adventures.
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