In Bedside Manor, Townsend delivers another oblique, surprising and utterly entertaining tale. The closed room detective genre is full of predictable and forgettable fare and it has been decades since anyone has done anything creative with these types of plots (I'm thinking of the terrible recent attempts with 'Glass Onion' and 'Knives Out'). Townsend turns it on its head and just when you are getting your bearings, he does it again, over and over. Bedside Manor is like a 'whodunnit' on a tilt a whirl. This needs to be made into a movie. Crazy, wild, funny and intriguing. We are left, even at the very end, wondering if the final resolution actually happened or if we are just grabbing at another thread of reality for another turn in the barrel. Read this, but read the 'Tales from the Gas Station' series first or you will have no idea what you are getting into.