"Some things are inexplicable. The human heart is one. Los Angeles is another. In his latest whodunit, Gordon ('The Serialist') takes on both with an LA noir reminiscent of Raymond Chandler and James Ellroy [in which] a failed experimental novelist, … see full wiki
It's rather difficult to catagorize this book. At times it's a murder mystery, at times it's a comedy, at times it's a tragedy, and at times it's a series of almost unending paragraphs about all kinds of things! It can be difficult to read through this book without wondering what the heck was the author's point of the whole ting?
The plot involves a failed writer whose wife has left him, and who takes a job as an assistant to an extremely corpulent "detective" to help track down a mysterious woman. The writer gets into all kinds of trouble, and the woman apparently commits suicide as he watches.
There are a number of really strange characters: the worker at a failing video store, the owner of the store who is on oxygen but whose knowledge of arcane movie lore is prodigious, assorted Mexicans, more mysterious women, and two strange directors, one of whom was supposed to have killed himself years before, and one who is the toast of the movie industry.
The plot does move along, and the various sections of the book have titles taken (and changed in odd ways) from famous books. It is a pretty bloody book, and the ending is quite revealing and somewhat interesting. It's not that I disliked the book, it's just that I couldn't get a good feeling when reading it. Perhaps, if you read it, you may come away with a completely different attitude about it. That's the good part of reading a book for your own pleasure.