Big Iron and books
Another catchup item that I missed in yesterday's craziness...
Our old friend Will Beall turned up again with an article in the Times. This time, the cop/author/Evel Knievel enthusiast (whom you may recall from an earlier profile on It's a Crime) reviews fellow novelist 's .
Beall leads off with a great opening, sampling from an old cowboy gunslinger tune:
AFTER 14 novels behind the Orange Curtain, T. Jefferson Parker has come north to do some business with a big iron on his hip. "L.A. Outlaws," Parker's first novel set in Los Angeles, is at once a noir thriller and a western ballad of desperadoes and doomed lovers. The book is both hard-boiled and heartbreaking, Ross Macdonald as sung by Marty Robbins.
Bandita teachers, killers who want talk shows, Iraq vets back on the mean streets of LA? Sounds good to me. I've never read Parker's stuff, but Officer Beall and I seem to have relatively similar taste in books, so his voucher's good enough to make me want to pick up "Desperadoes."
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