I couldn’t resist posting this great feature on George P. Pelecanos:
And just the thought of Pelecanos possibly helming a feature film adaptation of his fabulous Shoedog–the first book I ever read by him–certainly gets my wheels turning. Published in 1994 in the US only in hardcover (it wasn’t issued in paperback until ten years later), it was extremely hard to come across and if you did manage to find a copy… most likely the price was jacked up by lot lice book dealers. Anyway, the book is a hard boiled novel in the great tradition of the genre–fast, punchy, and darkly satisfying. It may lack the social awareness and moral depth of his great books, but it’s still a favorite of mine for personal reasons. Also, it’s got that fucking car. Brilliant.