Don't let Andrew Dice Clay prevent you from reading this. Substitute J. J. Gittes and you'll have a great ride. From coast to coast Ford Fairlane knows his way around the scene. With Tom Waits-like prose, you'll be out hipped, Rex Weiner is so hip.
-John Densmore, The Doors
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Don't let Andrew Dice Clay prevent you from reading this. Substitute J. J. Gittes and you'll have a great ride. From coast to coast Ford Fairlane knows his way around the scene. With Tom Waits-like prose, you'll be out hipped, Rex Weiner is so hip.
-John Densmore, The Doors
The resurrected Ford Fairlane stories are a breezy, joyously perverse, laugh-out loud pleasure: part Chandler, part Phil K Dick-and all Rex Weiner.
Bruce Wagner, author of Dead Stars and I Met Someone
If you miss the New York City that was edgy, messy, filthy, after-hours, and off-the-books-you know, the city with a rock and roll heart-please welcome back Ford Fairlane.
-Joe Nick Patoski, author of Stevie Ray Vaughan: Caught in the Crossfire, and Willie Nelson: An Epic Life, host of the Texas Music Hour of Power, Marfa Public Radio
A flip Philip Marlowe and hipster Sam Spade, Ford Fairlane's lively capers capture the color and crackle of vintage New Wave New York, from the funky clubs to the danger-fraught streets. Rex Weiner takes us on a cool, rhythmic ride.
-Joe Kane, editor of VideoScope Magazine
Ford Fairlane distills the feisty swagger of downtown New York in the mad, broke, striving, glorious '70s.
-Nancy Naglin, author of The Salvation Army Tales and You Owe Me An Answer
Fast paced, engaging storytelling, pure adrenaline! If Philip Marlowe was reincarnated as a Punk Rock PI navigating the devastated war zone of downtown Manhattan in the late 70s, he would look a lot like Rex Weiner's unforgettable Ford Fairlane.
-Jonathan Shaw, Author of Narcisa: Our Lady of Ashes and Scab Vendor: Confessions of a Tattoo Artist
I never learned how to drive a car, but I sure know subservience storytelling when I read dark humor. Rex presents a serious satire on the whole punk-rock scene. Written almost 40 years ago, it's even more entertaining now, using traditional private-eye genre in a new way. What's next? No driver?
-Paul Krassner, author of Confessions of a Raving, Unconfined Nut, editor The Realist
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