Cicero's Dead Kindle Edition
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From the Back Cover
- ASIN : B00P87TJW0
- Publisher : U.S iNDiE BOOKS (November 3, 2014)
- Publication date : November 3, 2014
- Language : English
- File size : 651 KB
- Simultaneous device usage : Unlimited
- Text-to-Speech : Enabled
- Screen Reader : Supported
- Enhanced typesetting : Enabled
- X-Ray : Enabled
- Word Wise : Enabled
- Print length : 267 pages
- Lending : Enabled
- Best Sellers Rank: #928,306 in Kindle Store (See Top 100 in Kindle Store)
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In the tradition of Pulp Fiction, Patrick Moore's debut novel, with the grittiness of Chinatown, Robert Towne’s screenplay, transported me from the high rises of a Wilshire Blvd condo to the post war neighborhoods of LA after they'd seen better days, to skid row and Tent City while fires fueled by the Santa Ana's rage too close for comfort.
All the elements of the shadowy world of a private eye are here. The hard-hitting PI Nick Crane is hired by a the beautiful, sultry young woman, Jade, to find her missing brother, Richard, whose life was turned upside down after experiencing a shocking betrayal in his youth. The history of events leading up to his disappearance complicates matters, sending Nick and his associates on hair-raising journeys that had me chewing my nails more than once.
Moore's technique of peeling the layers until the true nature of a character is exposed is thrilling,
and his skillful use of dialogue offer perfectly timed comedic breaks from the heavier details of the investigation, which are not for the faint of heart.
Cicero’s Dead is a satisfying read which takes concentration. The vivid descriptions of plausible people and place sucked me in and I couldn’t stop reading. Not my usual genre, it had me longing for my youth; I should have gone into law enforcement instead of nursing.
This is an extraordinary work by a brand new author, Patrick H. Moore. It is reminiscent of the great crime novelists of earlier eras, Dashiell Hammett, Ray Chandler and Ross MacDonald. Moore peoples his novel with interesting and thoroughly developed characters, and presents a complex and imaginative story. He includes allusions to modern day Los Angeles with its frequent fires, the state of the art Roybal Courthouse and the Metropolitan Detention Center, but also reminds of earlier days with historic Philippe’s downtown French–dip restaurant, LAPD’s Parker Center, and the iconic Hollywood sign overlooking Beachwood Drive. And, since Moore’s Detective resides in Whittier, the San Gabriel Valley is added to the list of recognizable landmarks weaved into and throughout this inspired story.
However, there are a few fumbles. There is a big build up between the client and the PI. We hear all about this beautiful woman's looks, her tattoos, her perfume, her come ons, etc. She is prominent in most of the book, but virtually disappears at the end. There is no conversation between her and the main character to cap off this relationship that the author spent so much time building.
Further, the suicide investigation started off strong, but wrapped up as a conclusion without proof, almost as if it were an afterthought. The author makes reference to the ancient Cicero's life span, which would be a delicious clue if you were someone who knew what a blowhard the real Cicero. In real life, he murdered his wife for power. So, in this story Cicero or someone else should have murdered his wife, but the author lets the question just fizzle, a let down.
Then, the story's ending seemed oddly rushed. I had a hard time following the actions of each person and why they were doing what they were doing. It came off kind of silly and not the culmination of the clues that the PI had been collecting all along.
OK, by now it seems that I didn't like the book, but that is far from true. I loved the writing. The hallucinating military veteran in the cave story alone was worth the price of admission. I feel the same about the bromance between the vet and the PI. In fact, I could have lived without the other supporting characters as long as those two were together.
Plus, the author has such a gift for prose. I felt like I was reading Cornell Woolrich in some spots. All dark, sad and lovely at the same time.
The plotting misses can be fixed, but you can't grow talent like this, so I will be back.
Top reviews from other countries
Would like to hear more about what happens next.
Do they have another adventure.
Nick has the help of his buddies and a collection of fringe dwellers. Against them are bikie enforcers, more than one homicidal maniac and various other nasties.
Much of the story is implausible including:
Nick and his friend have no trouble assembling a huge arsenal of largely illegal weapons. Nick is a licensed PI and it is amazing that he has stayed licensed so far.
There is a high body count that does not seem to attract attention. Nick's victims are of course baddies but some of the goodies are also killed. Nick's high kill rate – something like 9 in this story – doesn’t seem to attract attention.
The police trample on people's rights and are blatantly violent, and they get away with it. Unlike Michael Connolly's LA where there is political pressure on the police to keep their act clean.
There is extreme violence, including torture and dismemberment. This does not seem to interest the public or officialdom.
The book has numerous typos and errors. A real howler is "The British Submarine Spitfire…". No, it is not an underwater airplane, it should read "The British Supermarine Spitfire…". Someone is a slave to their spell checker!
The book is not a satisfactory read and I cannot recommend it.