If you took James Ellroy at his most imaginative and Oliver Stone at his most conspiratorial, and mixed them up in a supersized martini shaker, you would produce the vivid writing, explosive events, and irresistible entertainment of Fever City.
Sometimes the people writing copy for books should tone things down a bit.
Even without this blatant nod at Ellroy, the book screams Ellroy territory. You've got early 60's LA, the JFK assassination and the whole cast of characters from Howard Hughes and the various mob bosses down to anti-Castro militants, Hoover and his henchmen and the CIA.
I had high hopes for this one.
The one problem is the writing is ok but not great. There is nothing I can really complain about except that it's not Ellroy. And maybe it's unfair to think that it should be him, even if there are nods to his style from time to time, and there are word choices here and there that sound like they might have come from American Tabloid. Even scenes like when one of the characters dance with another one in a kitchen on the night of November 21, 1963 it feels a little too similar to the closing of American Tabloid with the sad music playing waiting for the inevitable magic bullets to ring out.
I'm about 99 percent certain that the main player in the conspiracy is made up, and I don't think he's made up as a nod to a real person. I could be wrong, but having so important of a player in the whole story be totally fictional (and an awful lot of the plot hanging on who this person is) also made the book feel less impactful, and I guess technically beats Ellroy in the imaginative department it also makes it feel like a safer version of the conspiracy.
There are also parts of the book that just kind of made me groan. The moralizing of one of the main characters, who is in on the assassination, about what would be saved if it were possible to save Kennedy is a little bit too starry-eyed hindsight 20-20 vision of what the world would be like in the half century after Dallas and quite possibly overly optimistic about what Kennedy would have actually achieved. (one of the big problems is that if there was this triangulation of collusion. this death trip of power and capital H History running through so many different parties, then if it weren't one bullet it would be a different one. Hard determinism. Calvinistic Ultra-Right wing inescapable (I have no idea what's going on with my choice of capital letters here) Eschatology. Our potential for escape would be as laughable as the hero of a Greek tragedy avoiding his or her fate...)
My last big problem was about the 24 hours surrounding the Kennedy Assassination. And maybe this is real, I'm not really that well versed in the real live conspiracy community. Were all of these characters in history all present in Dallas that day? And if they were all present and accounted for would they have all gathered together in one place? Would conspirators looking to establish a killing field in Daley Plaza all be meeting so openly in the hours right before the assassination, like in front of places like the School Book Depository? Maybe I'm just making my own bad judgments here, with the idea of living in what is almost a panopticon of cameras and devices that so many players in a very very very major crime would risk being together like this (and similarly, it makes me wonder about a conspiracy being as big as this was made out to be there not being a weak link somewhere in it, it's just too big, like an evil Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Harts Club Band LP cover with a who's who of power and/or evil players of the early 60's. Too, too, too many people all working together)
Now that I'm through being a dick I did enjoy reading the book when I could turn off my 'but it's not Ellroy' filters.