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The story is a bit silly with more than just a single plot hole and some hard-to-swallow coincidences, but it's still okay. It's centred around this quasi-intellectual guy, Britt Rainstar, whose life gets turned upside down when he accepts a pretty odd writing job from a mysterious and beautiful executive, Manuela Aloe. A series of bizarre (and life-threatening) events starts to unfold, and Thompson skilfully mixes them with Britt's background story about his bitchy blackmailing wife and her greedy redneck father. There are some cool twists towards the end, and the final revelation is kind of surprising.
Writing is as good as one would expect from an old-school master with 20+ masterpieces under his belt. Characters are decent and believable enough most of the time. Especially our leading hero, and maybe not so much about his two female companions. I liked the stuff about his condemned house, which, in the end, becomes a character in itself.
A major letdown is the style. Not at all gritty, dirty, dark, or hard-boiled, which is what I expected (see the body count section of the facts). At times, it's almost comical, and these repetitive style shifts really damage the pace and whole structure of the book. Towards the end, I started to feel a bit ripped off and just wanted to finish it.
I'm not sure about this one; it's not bad, but it's certainly not very good. I guess it's okay for Thompson's die-hard fans and completists or academic researchers of his work. I'm neither of these, so all I can say is that it reminded me that it's been too long since I've read his stuff. But the next one will be one of his oldies.
3/5
Facts:
Hero:
Britt Rainstar, age 40. A bit unusual intellectual: he writes in-depth monographs on various unreadable subjects like ecology and ethnology. Native American descendant, living in a condemned house near the garbage dump.
Location:
Not specified, but the growing pile of garbage in the backyard of his house could symbolise a typical modern American town.
Not specified, but the growing pile of garbage in the backyard of his house could symbolise a typical modern American town.
Body
count:
Surprisingly (and disappointingly!) - none. Although justice will be served as one bad guy will get a 20-year prison sentence and another one will be sentenced to two (!?) lifetimes.
Surprisingly (and disappointingly!) - none. Although justice will be served as one bad guy will get a 20-year prison sentence and another one will be sentenced to two (!?) lifetimes.
Dames:
Manuela Aloe: I looked at her - the silver blond hair, the startlingly black eyes and lashes, the flawlessly creamy complexion. I looked around and found it impossible to believe that such a delicious bon bon of a girl would do harm to anyone.
Plus cop/nurse Miss Kate "Kay" Nolson. Plus Connie, his greedy wife, who refuses to become an ex-wife. Plus, let us not forget his bitchy alcoholic housekeeper, Mrs Olmstead.
Blackouts:
He gets knocked out frequently. There is no less than four blackouts: he gets beaten up twice, shot at and pushed down the stairs in a wheelchair.
Manuela Aloe: I looked at her - the silver blond hair, the startlingly black eyes and lashes, the flawlessly creamy complexion. I looked around and found it impossible to believe that such a delicious bon bon of a girl would do harm to anyone.
Plus cop/nurse Miss Kate "Kay" Nolson. Plus Connie, his greedy wife, who refuses to become an ex-wife. Plus, let us not forget his bitchy alcoholic housekeeper, Mrs Olmstead.
Blackouts:
He gets knocked out frequently. There is no less than four blackouts: he gets beaten up twice, shot at and pushed down the stairs in a wheelchair.
Title:
Not sure. I see several possibilities:
Pretty standard stuff
Cool
lines: Not sure. I see several possibilities:
- Britt is being ripped off by his wife and her greedy father
- Thompson titled it as a joke reference to his The Kill-Off
- Titled by the publishers to indicate they ripped us off by selling the book whose author had passed away almost ten years ago.
Pretty standard stuff
"Just what happened here, miss? Why was that door locked?"
Manny grinned at her impudently. "A broken-down bed and a locked door, and you ask me what happened? How long have you been a woman, dear?"
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