Part
detective novel and part dystopian 1984, you keep waiting for Cocaine Nights to
turn the corner. With all the secrets and all the mystery, the wizard is behind
the curtain pulling all the levers. Then you get to the final 10 pages and
realize there is no wizard, no curtain and no levers. There’s no resolution.
There’s no real end. Characters and plots are interchangeable and the book
could go on forever, but why tell the same story over again? It all sort of
makes you depressed. Tuesday, December 15, 2015
'Cocaine Nights'
Part
detective novel and part dystopian 1984, you keep waiting for Cocaine Nights to
turn the corner. With all the secrets and all the mystery, the wizard is behind
the curtain pulling all the levers. Then you get to the final 10 pages and
realize there is no wizard, no curtain and no levers. There’s no resolution.
There’s no real end. Characters and plots are interchangeable and the book
could go on forever, but why tell the same story over again? It all sort of
makes you depressed. 
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