Friday, December 2, 2011
AND THE STREET SCREAMED BLUE MURDER!
You know, meaningless bullshit.
Anyway, Jason Michel's Paris is far from conventional. And And the Street Screamed Blue Murder!, as you may have guessed from the title, is no conventional book.
Michel drops us into the middle of the mythical yet all too real Rue De La Mort--where "drunken Sicilian fighters spill out into the streets brandishing daggers in bloody hands as they elegantly defend their mother's honor," where "Black dogs roam the streets in feral gangs shitting where and when they like," and "Screams are greetings."
Then in walks Alfie Lime. An average chap and muckraking journalist for the Gutter Press. This is the kind of newspaper that anyone whose ever worked for a newspaper would murder their dog to work for. It's an old-school, brass knuckles kind of joint where the editor chain smokes and berates his reporters into excellence.
But to back track here a second, Lime doesn't really walk into the picture so much as wake up next to a dead hooker. After freaking out, Lime launches into investigative reporter mode. It's just that his investigation is a biazzro, surreal quest through the underbelly of the city, which eventually leads him to that pan-dimensional hitman and unofficial mayor of Nowhere Town, Vincent Blake.
This a rip-roaring, thoroughly original novella that smashes genres, conventions, and anything else in its way. Go get it now at Amazon US or UK.