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The same marinade of lonely-girl tough-talk that flavored Barbara Seranella's Edgar Award-nominated first novel, No Human Involved, enriches playwright Jen Banbury's wonderfully raucous and raunchy debut, Like a Hole in the Head. Banbury's mystery is also set in a Los Angeles made memorable by fresh insights. "I took Venice Boulevard," says Jill, who works in a used bookstore. "Past all the two-story apartment buildings where old women laid out their cast-off clothes like a distress signal. They would sit around in beach chairs waiting to sell wrinkled muumuus for two bucks a pop. Past the strip malls with the five dollar manicure places. Past Donut Heaven, Donut Time, Winchell's Donuts, Time for Donuts, I Love Donuts, Falafel and Donuts, Jimmy's Donuts, and Dough-nutty. Past the Hare Krishna temple. I had gone there once for a free vegetarian meal. They asked me to leave before serving me. You have to chant before you can eat and I kept saying 'Hairy Hitler' instead of Hare Krishna. The girl praying next to me blew the whistle. I was hungry and I shouldn't have been such a wiseass. I've heard the food is pretty good." There's also a plot, of sorts: a rare first edition of a Jack London work drops Jill into a bizarre and dangerous substrata of desperate dwarfs, failed actors, and lethal antiquarian book dealers. --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.
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Part mystery, part hijinks, this first novel by Banbury (author of the play How Alex Looks When She's Hurt) takes the reader on an outrageous romp through a tough, gritty and eccentric criminal world. The antics begin when Jill, a sharp-tongued college grad working at The Bitter Muse bookstore in L.A., buys a first edition of Jack London's The Cruise of the Snark from a dwarf. She rapidly sells the book to a rare-books dealer for a tidy profit?only to discover that it wasn't the dwarf's to sell. When an oversized goon (whose moniker is "Joke Man") tells her she must find the book or suffer the consequences, Jill sets off on a wild goose chase through Hollywood Hills and Las Vegas, pursued by hired thugs, booksellers, a film mogul and an assortment of underworld figures who variously seduce, torture and cheat her?even, at one point, coerce her to act as a movie extra. Jill endangers the life of her one close friend before she is able to retrieve the book and learn the reason why so many are in hot pursuit, all the while musing over the lethargy she has felt since her mother's death several years ago. Although the wit and wisecracks of Banbury's hard-boiled heroine make this a lively read, the plot is not as neatly conceived as it needs to be, and the book comes to a rather limp close. Nevertheless, fans of the neo-noir will appreciate this wry, outlandish debut.
Copyright 1998 Reed Business Information, Inc. --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.
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The same marinade of lonely-girl tough-talk that flavored Barbara Seranella's Edgar Award-nominated first novel, No Human Involved, enriches playwright Jen Banbury's wonderfully raucous and raunchy debut, Like a Hole in the Head. Banbury's mystery is also set in a Los Angeles made memorable by fresh insights. "I took Venice Boulevard," says Jill, who works in a used bookstore. "Past all the two-story apartment buildings where old women laid out their cast-off clothes like a distress signal. They would sit around in beach chairs waiting to sell wrinkled muumuus for two bucks a pop. Past the strip malls with the five dollar manicure places. Past Donut Heaven, Donut Time, Winchell's Donuts, Time for Donuts, I Love Donuts, Falafel and Donuts, Jimmy's Donuts, and Dough-nutty. Past the Hare Krishna temple. I had gone there once for a free vegetarian meal. They asked me to leave before serving me. You have to chant before you can eat and I kept saying 'Hairy Hitler' instead of Hare Krishna. The girl praying next to me blew the whistle. I was hungry and I shouldn't have been such a wiseass. I've heard the food is pretty good." There's also a plot, of sorts: a rare first edition of a Jack London work drops Jill into a bizarre and dangerous substrata of desperate dwarfs, failed actors, and lethal antiquarian book dealers. --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.
From Publishers Weekly
Part mystery, part hijinks, this first novel by Banbury (author of the play How Alex Looks When She's Hurt) takes the reader on an outrageous romp through a tough, gritty and eccentric criminal world. The antics begin when Jill, a sharp-tongued college grad working at The Bitter Muse bookstore in L.A., buys a first edition of Jack London's The Cruise of the Snark from a dwarf. She rapidly sells the book to a rare-books dealer for a tidy profit?only to discover that it wasn't the dwarf's to sell. When an oversized goon (whose moniker is "Joke Man") tells her she must find the book or suffer the consequences, Jill sets off on a wild goose chase through Hollywood Hills and Las Vegas, pursued by hired thugs, booksellers, a film mogul and an assortment of underworld figures who variously seduce, torture and cheat her?even, at one point, coerce her to act as a movie extra. Jill endangers the life of her one close friend before she is able to retrieve the book and learn the reason why so many are in hot pursuit, all the while musing over the lethargy she has felt since her mother's death several years ago. Although the wit and wisecracks of Banbury's hard-boiled heroine make this a lively read, the plot is not as neatly conceived as it needs to be, and the book comes to a rather limp close. Nevertheless, fans of the neo-noir will appreciate this wry, outlandish debut.
Copyright 1998 Reed Business Information, Inc. --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.
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