“Burke shows again that he’s not just a comic genius, but also a fine dramatic writer and storyteller.” – Booklist. “Prose both scabrous and poetic.” – Publishers Weekly. “Proust meets Chandler over a pint of Guinness.” – Spectator. “Among the most memorable books of the year, of any genre.” – Sunday Times. “A hardboiled delight.” – Guardian. “Imagine Donald Westlake and Richard Stark collaborating on a screwball noir.” – Kirkus Reviews. “A cross between Raymond Chandler and Flann O’Brien.” – John Banville.

Sunday, May 13, 2007

The Embiggened O # 49: Blowing Our Own Trumpet? Pshaw - We're Investing In A Tuba

Modesty forbids us from printing the full review The Big O received from the Irish Examiner on Saturday (besides, they don't carry their Weekend supplement on-line, the nutbags), but it's not often you get get a review that name-checks Quentin Tarantino and Oscar Wilde, so we'll give you the juicy bits: "Eight Ball Boogie ... revealed a Tarantino-like mastery of snappy, clever dialogue ... The Big O cements Burke's reputation as one of the wittiest crime novelists around ... gifted with dialogue that jumps off the page ... faster than a stray bullet, wittier than Oscar Wilde and written by a talent destined for fame." Which is very nice indeed, and thank you kindly, Mr Mark Evans, sir. For all your early Christmas shopping at a hefty discount, get yourself over to the small but perfectly formed Hag's Head Press ...

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