220 pages, Paperback
First published March 13,1952
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Possibly even better than Pop. 1280, yet essentially it shares the same conceit. It's a first-person, unreliable narrator who manipulates readers into feeling sorry for him while engaging in immoral business, in this case, numerous cold-blooded murders.
Fascinating and dark, Thompson's tale of good ol' boy Lou Ford grabs you and doesn't let go, even when the house is burning around you. Ford is more intelligent than those around him, but he has a dark secret in his past and a sickness in his head that forces him to stay in his small town his whole life, hiding his cunning intellect by playing the fool. He needlessly taunts people with corny buffoon acts, hitting them with sayings like "the way I look at it, a man doesn't get any more out of life that what he puts into it," and "it came to me out of a clear sky - the boy is the father to the man. Just like that, the boy is the father to the man."
It makes me wonder if half of the people I deal with in my bookshop are secretly psychopathic killers trying to wind me up or if they are truly that much of a buffoon. And that's a completely separate wonder from "just why was I identifying with that serial killer, is it because I too am capable of such savage and uncaring violence?"
It really makes a mockery of the hype surrounding Bret Easton Ellis to see such incendiary material of far superior literary quality, written long before American Psycho, without all the bells and whistles.
I think this works as a fine companion piece to Charles Willeford's Pick-Up. However, there's a chance that after reading both in quick succession, you may want to take a holiday with unicorns and rainbows and long walks on the beach. That, of course, will be the result of the overdose of prescription painkillers and gallons of hard liquor working on you after you decide that life isn't worth living anymore.
A man who you knew from the beginning was going to be a murderer. Can he escape the consequences of the murders he committed? You are reading to find out. The reason why he committed the murders remained very ambiguous. A character was described whose view on women we would have difficulty accepting. In some places, I wondered what was being said, but it was not a difficult book to read. I could have not read it. I had also bought the other two books of Ithaki's Shadow Series and I hope they are not like this.