The nastiest meth lord in three states is out for revenge on repo-man Nick Reid in the next riotously funny Delta noir novel from Rick Gavin
The last time Nick Reid and his pal Desmond tangled with that crazy meth-dealer Boudrot, Boudrot landed in jail and Nick and Desmond helped themselves to the several hundred grand in cash hidden in his trailer. Now Boudrot's made a jailbreak and escaped into the bayou. In pure spiteful nastiness, Boudrot is three cuts above your regular dime-a-dozen lowlife, and it's a sure bet he's out for revenge on everyone involved in last year's incident. Nick and Desmond immediately set out to warn the innocent—relatively speaking, anyway—of trouble to come, and proceed to round up the troops for a showdown. But that Boudrot is even meaner and crazier than they've bargained for, and Nick and Desmond will be lucky to make it through alive on this wild, wacky chase through the Mississippi Delta.
With Nowhere Nice, Rick Gavin has done it again—readers will laugh aloud and feel like they've been to Mississippi themselves as they cheer right alongside Nick and Desmond on their latest raucous adventure.
This one started out a lot more serious and intense than the first two books in this series, until about the 30% point, when Nick, Desmond, and the rest of the Delta gang hit the road to Tuscaloosa to find Guy ("Gee", as in the French style), who ran from a road work crew of the local prison.
This fit into the rest of the series perfectly, and the characters and dialogue really drive the plot, especially the supporting characters. There's simply no topping the Delta colloquialisms and antics. Too funny!
This book felt like a closure, and I'm hoping that the author continues the series.
Mmmm, mmmm. Loves me some Rick Gavin. When I found out that he is really the alter ego of T. R. Pearson, I thought "of course!"
That Boudrout, the Acadian stickfuck who caused so much trouble in "Beluga", walks off a prison work detail and into the swamp. And he's coming after Nick Reid, Desmond, and anyone else who gets in his way.
Anyone who hasn't read this series, Ranchero, Beluga and now Nowhere Nice is missing out. Three of the funniest books I've ever read! Brings the Mississippi delta to life.
This one I enjoyed the most. Not that the first two ain't just as good. It's a lot of fun wandering the delta with Desmond and Nick as they get into trouble with more crackers than you can shake a 'possum's tail at. This installment had me laughing out loud and rereading lines that just kept me smiling. My favorite scene involves the 'cracker chorus'. You'll know what I mean when you read it. Highly recommended.
There were some funny moments about rednecks in the Mississippi Delta but mostly this is a tedious book to read. The plot is all together too predictable and the story line completely falls apart at the end. My favorite character is the poor hound named Barbara after one of the Mandrel sisters. I mostly wanted to take the remaining characters and place them all in the shower.
I've been a fan of Rick Gavin's (the alter ego of T. R. Preston) Nick Reid novels since first stumbling upon Ranchero in the local library. The Delta setting makes an interesting change of pace from most crime novels, and they're filled with both mayhem and mirth. While they've suffered editorial problems from the beginning, both Ranchero and Beluga were quick, enjoyable reads.
Unfortunately, by the time we get to Nowhere Nice those editorial problems have come home to roost. On the simple front, there are some minor technical issues such as a do becoming a don't; while minor in the grand scheme of things it stands out because it changes the meaning of what's being said, and takes an extra few moments to parse what was actually meant. Those few moments become intrusive enough to start to pull you out of the Delta.
Even setting aside a large potential issue in the behavior of "that Boudrot," which I don't want to detail because it's a predictable yet not-so-small spoiler, the editorial problems go beyond issues of spelling or grammar. In Beluga, we're told that Nick did a four-year hitch in the Marines, yet by the time of Nowhere Nice he's apparently become a Time Lord and gone back to instead do some time in the Army; similarly in one chapter the weapons available to Nick are a never-branded .308 (I'll give the benefit of the doubt since it's never specified if it's a rifle or a handgun), and a Sig Saur with a "taped grip," yet a few chapters on Nick lets us know he's sporting a Kimber .45. There was a similar, though less extreme error in Beluga in which a rifle changes its designation throughout the book, though appears to remain the same rifle.
While at the core of Nowehere Nice and the other Nick Reid tales there are good stories, the issues with Nowhere Nice were enough and of a type that would cause me to go into it with reservations in the seemingly-unlikely event that a fourth book ever appeared.
This novel is the third Nick Reid offering by Rick Gavin, novelist T. R. Pearson’s alter ego, and in it we are navigating familiar territory with characters who feel as comfortable (and charmingly off-putting) as any you’ll encounter in any crime series. Nick, Desmond, and their usual assortment of marginally skilled petty criminals traverse the Mississippi Delta countryside in pursuit of a meth lord who has skated from a prison work detail and is determined to exact his revenge on Nick, Desmond, and the others who busted up his operation. The dark humor is both ribald and sly, as Gavin once again maintains a pitch-perfect tone in offering an honest assessment of the local color without being mean-spirited or snide. The dialogue feels authentic and measured, and when coupled with Nick’s somewhat world-weary first-person narrative assessment of their ongoing predicament, the end-result is a highly entertaining (and calamitous) foray into the nether regions of the American social landscape. And then there's Barbara, the coonhound with a wardrobe of questionable taste. In a word: fun. Have at it.
TR Pearson's alter ego Rick Gavin's third book of an ex-cop and his bizarre crew of Delta characters is a delight to read. Fast moving, sardonic, and funny enough to cause me to laugh out loud. The best book in the series, with understated mayhem. The decrepit locales are described in enough detail to warrant extra showers after reading.
Gavin loves great dialog and puts it to great use in Nowhere Nice. His careful ear allows his characters to speak very little while saying a lot. Read this book and really enjoy yourself for a while.
Some guy a few below this said he didn't like it because "Seemed to be an endless string of red-necks punching each other out, driving around and general depravity." Shit, this is why I couldn't put it down. Lots of driving around, great descriptions and similes, punches, dialogue to die for, dogs with slogan t-shirts and characters as funny as, but more believable than Tim Dorsey's regular cast.
Not nearly as good as the first volumes in the series. Some funny moments, but the seams and contrivances are too obvious. Also, the book resorts to more profanity and boring tropes such as "that Boudrat" or "that Purdy." Also, a personal peeve is many sloppy grammatical and word use issues; it is as if the book were written with voice recognition software and no one edited..."tail of a comment" instead of comet, e.g.
Interesting little book. I read one of his earlier novels, Ranchero, and this one feels almost exactly the same. The Mississippi Delta is home to the most abject kind of weirdness you can ever uncover in this totally off the wall story of a couple of guys trying to track down an escaped convict who wants to get revenge on this group that put him in jail. The strangeness never ceases but the entertainment level is high.
Deserves less. Disappointing. First two were fun but this is just one gratuitous brawl after another with no apparent point except to waste time. Does not even Heighten suspense. Also author had to slip in a view anti conservative jibes just to maintain his holly wood script writer creds I guess. Jacket compares Gavin to Haiison but Gavin's plots are not as good. Situational farce is the same and local color characters are too. He is also less raunchy than Haiison which I do appreciate.
This "Delta noir" series is a perfect dick-lit guilty pleasure -- reads much like early Carl Hiassen if he was based in Mississippi, more prone to violence and without the environmental message. Laugh out loud funny and would probably appeal to a lot of men that don't read fiction or much of anything at all.
This is the third book in the series, but the first one I've read. Some meth lord escapes a chain gang, and our heroes assemble the squad and drive around to find him. This necessitates driving though Louisiana, Arkansas, Mississippi, and most of Alabama. They get in trouble every time they start the car. What a bunch of screw ups. It reminded me a lot of some of Joe R. Lansdale's stuff.
For the story-line and plot I would rate it a 4-star work. However, the language used in the writing -- although nothing I have not heard before -- was far too excessive and a slam at all of the people living in those areas of Mississippi and Alabama. I cannot recommend this book because of the language. On the basis of the language I would rate it a 1-star work.
I picked up this book because the blurb on the front cover compared the book to Carl Hiaasen's. hmmmm. I stuck with it and admit I thought some parts were funny. A bit too much about cars, guns, intestinal issues, and fighting. If this were a movie, teenage boys would love it. It is the 3rd in a series. I'm thinking about looking for the first one
The purest redneck book I've ever read. A posse of repo-men and various lowlifes hunt a meth lord out for revenge on the repo-men who stole his money in the previous book. The main conflict is sidelined in favor of mini redneck quests, which undermines the main conflict, but it was fascinating nonetheless.
Serves me right for reading these out of order (this is the first one I've read), so for the first 80 or so pages, I really had to concentrate to keep all the characters straight. But, it was still enjoyable.
This book was the Sharknado of crime drama fiction. I think either love it or hate it. I loved it, was a great late-night read, but it really was crap. Buncha fools wandering around makin' trouble. Points for no sexual violence.
I'm *delighted* that I'm finally done with this book. it is less than 300 pages, yet it took me a month to read it because I just didn't like anything about it (but I'm too dumb to ever give up on a book I started).
Abandoned this one half-way through. Seemed to be an endless string of red-necks punching each other out, driving around and general depravity. Hoped it would get better, but it did not.