Charles Bigger, a five foot gangland killer who offed his own brother and disappeared without a conviction, is contacted by “the Man” to retire one Jake Winroy, a witness about to testify about some important people. People and events do not play ball and our friendly neighbourhood killer is coming ...
Nearly seventy years after publication this novel still has thousands of rads of gamma radiation coming off it. No one is going to say ‘Killer’ is a fun read but, by God, it’s powerful. And disturbing. This reader found two main reasons to keep reading: the very modern psychological realism of what ...
Sui generis. Yes, this features a bank robbery but it ends in successive visions of hell that even Sam Peckinpah thought were unfilmable. It’s a grim read but if ever there was a novel to hand someone thinking of doing over the local Santander this is it. ‘The Getaway’ is all about mistrust. Once ...
“It was the work of a few minutes to bury the corpse in the coal bin.” Sui generis. Yes, this features a bank robbery but it ends in successive visions of hell that even Sam Peckinpah thought were unfilmable. It’s a grim read but if ever there was a novel to hand someone thinking of doing over the l...
- Bon. Eh bien, vous voulez que je vous dise? Dans mon idée, on ne tire de la vie que ce qu'on y met. Parfaitement!Avez-vous jamais pris le temps de songer que, s'il y a toutes sortes de façons de mourir, il n'y en a qu'une seule d'être mort?Si chacun mangeait à sa guise, on chierait trop. Ça provoq...
“It was an accident, of course.” A collapsing marriage, a rubbish job, a dubious encounter with a damsel in distress (think sex-bomb naif Juno Temple in ‘Killer Joe’), tossed in jail and then a hundred thousand dollars waved under his nose; this is one of those set-ups you know is not going to end w...
Salesman Roy Dillon has a secret life as a top shelf grifter. When he has the opportunity to go legit, how will the women in his life take it? Will his downfall be at the hands of his girlfriend Moira Langtry, or his mother, Lilly?Here we are, another noir tale of self-destruction by Mr. Happy, Jim ...
"I know. I remember the time I had three spine taps in one month, and the time I had the electric-jolt treatment and the insulin-shock routine. There wasn't anything wrong with the treatment, you know. It wasn't the treatment's fault that I couldn't focus my eyes or stand up or remember my own name....
To start with found this a little challenging to read due to the style of writing. But it was ok once I got used to it, and I think it actually fits the story quite well.This must have been quite a controversial book when it came out in the 50's though!
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