There's no chance of me giving away a spoiler.After 630 pages, I have no idea what the hell happened.I knew it would be a labour of hate. I have read the other two and probably enjoyed them more, even if they were a struggle. This one seemed to lose any semblance of plot and zero characterisatio...
Con "il Sangue è randagio" Ellroy porta a compimento al sua USA Trilogy (America Tabloid e Sei pezzi da mille i volumi precedenti), un viaggio che ci ha portato all'interno della storia americana partendo dalla corsa alle elezioni di JFK, passando per la sua morte, quella di suo fratello RJK e di...
Kolejna dobra powieść Ellroya. Dlaczego "tylko" dobra? Cóż, niestety, mocno chaotyczny styl tego, znakomitego skądinąd, pisarza, potrafi być uciążliwy - wymaga on od czytelnika całkowitego skoncentrowania się a na dodatek zbyt wiele pozostawia w sferze domysłów. Tym razem w tym twórczym bałaganie...
“There are times when an abortion is necessary. I know that. When you have a black and a white*” -- nixon was a racist, red-baiting bastard. nixon was a paranoid insecure fuck who probably jacked it at night thinking about days spent bugging offices and launching latin american juntas. nixon said...
I love hard-boiled voices. Why? You might ask. Because I like seeing a dickhead get punched in the gullet and knocked on his keister. I take an absurdly sick pleasure in this scenario. Again, you might ask why. Well…because I have literally been an underdog my entire life. I might as well have a ...
"Excel stood up. 'A question before you go.' 'Sir?' ...
Ok, I'm really sick of writing reviews. There was a time when I corresponded w/ about 1,400 people & I kept track of it all w/ a record-keeping system that became so laboriously bureaucratic that I got sick of it & lost touch w/ almost everyone. Now the same thing's happening w/ bks. Almost ev...
If readers haven’t encountered one of my schizophrenic reviews that litter my GR book diary here and there, I’m writing another one again. I always feel torn when I admire the talented writing and/or depth of research and ideas of a writer, and ultimately, the author’s tricky mind, but at the sam...
Πέμπτο βιβλίο του μεγάλου Τζέιμς Ελρόι που διαβάζω, πρόκειται για το δεύτερο μέρος της τριλογίας με ήρωα τον ντετέκτιβ του Τμήματος Ληστειών/Ανθρωποκτονιών του Λος Άντζελες, Λόιντ Χόπκινς. Το πρώτο βιβλίο της τριλογίας ήταν σίγουρα καλό και αρκετά δυνατό, με την δυναμική αλλά όχι ακόμα εξαιρετική...
"It was written that I should be loyal to the nightmare of my choice.” Joseph Conrad Heart of Darkness.Newspapers labelled the death of José Gallardo Diaz the Sleepy Lagoon Murder because his unconscious body was found near a local swimming hole. The police arrested 17 Hispanic males for the “mur...
So the rundown is as follows: I love this book. I think it's one of the best crime novels I've ever read, and that James Ellroy, along with Raymond Chandler, is one of the few people who actually gets noir. The characters and dialogue are definitely the high points of ...
Suicide Hill is a crappy name for a book, and the third book in James Ellroy's Lloyd Hopkins series of books. The title of the books i just shitty, I don't know what I would name the book, but the title is blah. Sorry, demon dog. I don't know anything about James Ellroy's motivation at the ti...
Reads like it was written by that crusty Irish codger who hangs around the boxing gym talking shit with other old timers, which is what makes this book kind of terrible but also what makes it pretty damn great. I bought it in an airport and when I started reading on the plane was like, "Oh no, I ...
A gooood spot on an AIDS Telethon--my "Lady of Spain" reprise goosed ten grand in contributions and got me a surreptitious blow job from a college girl working the phone lines. _Daddy-O_ was released on video, and film critics hooked on '50s kitsch have been bugging me for interviews. Their ques...
I was nudging off a nightmare. Double dip: Ralph Mitchell Horvath shot in the mouth, Manolo Sanchez with skeleton claws.I looked across the bed. Shit—Liz was gone.Joi read my mind. “She had an early call. She said to remind you that Arthur Crowley wants that phone date.”I lit a cigarette. I chase...
Hot-Prowl Rape-OHeaven’s forever. Time trips on and traps you. Time cordons you corporeal. Time circumscribes your surfeit of earthly events. Time immobilizes the immortal and makes them look back.Donna. Me. A long jump: ’83 to ’04, time-trippingly.It had to happen. The fitful laws of physics man...
The two conspirators scouting the territory where the “kidnaping” would take place blasted their portable radio at full volume to drown out the sound of power saws, hammers and crowbars–the noise of the third floor classroom renovation and the music of the Fleetwoods battling for audial supremacy...