Title: Not unless you are on a desert island...
Review: ... should you be tempted to read this book. The subject matter, WWII, Los Angeles in it's "noir" heyday, the Zoots, the California cults, and a gumshoe, all make it sound pretty intriguing. But Sanchez does not have control of his material, it does not cohere, the "center does not hold." Even though the bare-bones plot could work and Sanchez has a good grip on the Los Angeles of that era, his characters are not even as dimensional as cardboard. And Sanchez gets quite carried away with his verbal pyrotechnic assaults. It's another book that makes one long for serious editorial guidance.
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