Poolside Book Reviews
Poolside Book Review: Box 21
Box 21 is a book filled with frustrating characters, sensationalistic themes, and a masterfully constructed plot. The novel tells the story of Swedish police investigating a hostage/murder-suicide incident at a hospital. The perp is a young girl who has been kept as a sex slave for three years. The police have to uncover the dark [...]
Poolside Book Review: Gutshot Straight
The opening of Gutshot Straight worried me. An ex-con just released from prison picks up a job driving a car from LA to Vegas, only to find that there’s a sexy young lady in the trunk of his car. This worried me because I am always worried by novels that steal their plot fromThe Transporter. Even [...]
Poolside Book Review: Sunnyside
Sunnyside, Glen David Gold’s second novel, starts off with the type of magic that one might expect to find in his first novel, Carter Beats the Devil. That is a roundabout and inelegant (did I really just use ‘one’ instead of ‘you’?) way of saying that at the start of the novel, Charlie Chaplin is [...]
Poolside Book Review: The Terror
Talking about books is different than talking about movies. When people ask me about movies, I can say, “I watched The Dark Knight” and they’ll usually know what I’m talking about. Or even if I’m talking about an Indie or foreign film, I can say, “I watched an indie or foreign film” and they’ll realize that I’m a pretentious asshole. I can’t do that with books. There’s not really and indie or foreign book scene that has an identifiable presence for most people. So when talking about books, I usually have to give a quick blurb or plot summary to explain what I’m reading. I’ve generally found that the better the blurb, the better the book.
Poolside Book Review: Publication Manual of the American Psychological Association
As you may or may not know, next week marks my triumphant return to graduate studies. I’m going back to school for a simple, noble cause: to eventually get bored, drop out and become a three-time graduate school dropout. The threepeat is rarely attained, but I think I’ve got a pretty good shot. Naturally, my last few weeks have been filled with preparation. I’ve reordered cable television, so I have more reasons to procrastinate. I grew a quality graduate school scruffy beard, although I shaved it off earlier today, a process which took a lot longer than I thought it would. I even asked Santa for a stylish tweed jacket with leather patches on the elbows. I didn’t get one at Christmas, but there’s always hope that someone will get me one for Pandepoenium. And I also dropped a couple hundred dollars on books, including the Publication Manual of the American Psychological Association (5th Edition).
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