I’m not as glad to see a new Hap and Leonard novel as I am to be able to read Lansdale’s excellent dialog between these two and with anyone else that gets in their way. Christopher Moore makes me laugh with his innane situations and character dialog – but Lansdale has Hap and Leonard, two tough guys who are either getting their butts kicked or are doing the same to others, talking trash to one another all through the story. Their dialog is hilarious, and dead-on for two guys who have known each other forever, long enough to give each other a line of bull about each and every subject.
As usual, Hap and Leonard’s warped sense of honor gets them into trouble, this time trying to free the granddaughter of their former-cop friend Marvin from her drug dealer boyfriend. They do so with a lot of fists and one bullet, then throw the boyfriends cocaine down the toilet. This gets them on the bad side of the Dixie Mafia. The boyfriend and his posse come after Hap, Leonard and Hap’s girlfriend Brett while they are trying to get Brett, Marvin and his family out of town. Lots of people get shot, all of them the bad guys. This gets the threesome thrown in jail, and then into a plot with the FBI to help one of the Dixie Mafia middle layer guys get his son back so that the middle layer guy will turn over names and places of the Dixie Mafia to the FBI. (more…)
Only a small number of Seņor Zafon’s books have be translated into English, including this latest one. The translator, Lucia Graves, must be given due credit for making Zafon’s writing as enjoyable in English as I am certain they are in their native Spanish; I am attempting to read his other books in their native Spanish, slogging through with my dictionary at my side.
It is apparent that Zafon is not only an excellent writer, but enjoys the process of writing, and of reading. He once again includes the fascinating setting that is The Cemetery of Forgotten Books, where all books have a home, a biblioholics dream come true; Sempere and Sons bookstore, where the proprietor puts his love of books and finding them a home above business and revenue, plays a key role (Daniel Sempere is, of course, the main character of The Shadow of the Wind; and, from the very first paragraph, the love and pain of authorship is at the forefront: (more…)
My wife has won trips to the Super Bowl and the Atlanta Gran LeMans, among many other prizes. She does this with a bit of luck, but mostly through the daily hard work of an internet “system” she has perfected over the years.
So when she said we should drive to a casino in Louisiana on July 11 because it was “lucky 7/11″, and a certain casino was giving away additional prizes, I quickly agreed. We rarely if ever go gambling, but my wife’s instincts are almost always dead on.
The universe was talking to us…just not quite in the way we were expecting.
About a month earlier, my wife’s car, an ultra-dependable BMW X5, had died at the most in-opportune time – driving to the airport to pick up my daughter, with other relatives in town for my son’s high school graduation. The BMW dealership had supposedly fixed the problem, an air sensor which when faulty made the reliable car sputter, not accelerate, then die.
As we were driving along I-10, almost to Lake Charles, my wife took over the driving. She wanted me to look up slot machine strategies: finding and playing the loose machines, how to maximize the payback percentages. She was excited and energetic; I knew she was tapped into something.
Then the trusty Bimmer died in the same way…only this time it was while we were going 70mph up the bridge leading into Lake Charles. It coughed, it sputtered, it wouldn’t accelerate…with an 18 wheeler in the rear view mirror, accelerating to make it up the bridge. (more…)