Revenge, a terminal illness, $15 million worth of crystal meth and a porkpie hat. Within 24-hours of appearing in the oil boomtown of Bluff Falls, North Dakota, cops and dealers alike scramble to who is Charlie Kelly? Amongst the chaos, Charlie charms, punches and detonates his way through the stark landscape and filthy back alleys of a town surviving solely on oil money. From bar parking lot to strip club to trailer park, Charlie’s warm smile and friendly candor hides a vicious vendetta. Hunted down by local police, brutal criminals and even hitmen, Charlie races against his own clock to orchestrate a masterpiece of deception and violence the likes of which no one could have ever anticipated.
As American as Hamburgers, badly elected President's and The Simpsons.
We all know the formula. There is a stranger in town, And soon the bodies start piling up. In the wild west days you'd Think Clint Eastwood and a man with no name, In fact one paragraphs reads as follows
"Attention was on the little cigarillo he’d pulled from a small brown case and placed in his lips, unlit"
An image that adds even more credence to that feel of the book.
Back in those wild West days the cause would have been gold and money. Nowadays its drugs and money.
The writing style of the author was very fluid which kept the story flowing.
I just at times wondered if the story had not been set in the wild west it would have carried better?
But that said I enjoyed the story, the author had no pretences on the story being anything other than what it was entertaining escapism!