Book Club/ Coroners Division.
Autopsy Report DR#65-538-991
[Crime Fiction]
Victim: The Black Dahlia/Novel/ Age:20yrs.
Year of publication: 1987
The scene:
Sri Hartamas/Upper Middle Class/All residential,
A house, large/pristine/ classy.
Coroners number 9.
Dinner: A sumptious banquet, idle chit chat, wine consumed, wings demolished.
Adjourned to the scene of the crime/spacious living room.
Dissection begins:
Lead Coroner KayKay begins dissection on the victim, juiced on its perpetrator, one James Ellroy (born Lee Erle Ellroy) March 4, 1948, Los Angeles, California.
Demon Dog of American Crime Fiction, Ellroy was pure LA native, he sifted its data and transfigured its diverse shit. He spun noirish tales of crime, violence and death, looped through the connecting threads of corruption and obsession.
Obsessing over the death of his promiscuous mother, the Dahlia was Ellroy's chance to mourn her death once removed. She betrothed him to crime, the victim his valediction in blood to her.
Chief Coroner KayKay:
First made acquaintance with the victim almost 10 years ago. He revisited her. She still captivates him, her savagery excites him, her tale hyperbolic/ blood drenched/sex obsessed blitzed his imagination. But there are blemishes in the once flawless cadaver: she makes him wait, takes her time to make an appearance, is often hysterical, her female characters slutty, unreliable. Hyper emotional, subtlety sledgehammered into subservience. But...slowly but surely, she reeled him in once again, her prose sharp, its rhythms hypnotic, marching to its own cadence as the killer's blade arced....
Coroner 1: Sharon:
Admired victim,hopped on the carefully constructed caper. It was well written, very dark/atmospheric/ horrifically scary...
Characters come to life...
Ixnay: A Bloke Book, Explicated Explicitness a turn off.....
Coroner 2: Animah
Didn't complete autopsy.
Difficult jargon a hindrance..
Characters defined by dialogue:Good
Explicitness doesn't stoke the imagination. .it butt-fucks it to raw redness:Bad
Coroner 3: Jessica:
Juiced on Tarantino and Scorcese, the dialogue sizzles..
Thrilled to vicarious vivisection of violence...
Images replayed in the mind as morbid, malign montages...
Loves the pieces falling into place,
Loves the gore and accepts the reality of the turbulent times it trawls in.
Coroner 4: Uma
Loved it, wouldn't have picked it up otherwise..
Took it's time, fingering the mind cells to wetness, before ploughing through it with penetrating hardness..
Coroner 5: Sarab
Buckys obsession was impenetrable, the language a mind fuck.
Coroner 6: Parvin Hamidah
A Crime Fiction virgin, The Black Dahlia popped her cherry with vicious violence, jarring jargon and lascivious language...and transported her to another world.
Coroner 7: Sashi
Wasn't what she expected, plot, not the language was the ultimate mindfuck.
Lee's early exit an effront.
Bent blokes and twisted trim...nobody' s straight.
Coroner 8: Renata
Preferred movie to book,
Two thirds was pleasurable before ejaculating a few nice lines and going limp in the third half...
Remember, dear reader, you heard it first here: off the record, on the QT and very Hush-Hush... .........
Autopsy Report DR#65-538-991
[Crime Fiction]
Victim: The Black Dahlia/Novel/ Age:20yrs.
Year of publication: 1987
The scene:
Sri Hartamas/Upper Middle Class/All residential,
A house, large/pristine/ classy.
Coroners number 9.
Dinner: A sumptious banquet, idle chit chat, wine consumed, wings demolished.
Adjourned to the scene of the crime/spacious living room.
Dissection begins:
Lead Coroner KayKay begins dissection on the victim, juiced on its perpetrator, one James Ellroy (born Lee Erle Ellroy) March 4, 1948, Los Angeles, California.
Demon Dog of American Crime Fiction, Ellroy was pure LA native, he sifted its data and transfigured its diverse shit. He spun noirish tales of crime, violence and death, looped through the connecting threads of corruption and obsession.
Obsessing over the death of his promiscuous mother, the Dahlia was Ellroy's chance to mourn her death once removed. She betrothed him to crime, the victim his valediction in blood to her.
Chief Coroner KayKay:
First made acquaintance with the victim almost 10 years ago. He revisited her. She still captivates him, her savagery excites him, her tale hyperbolic/ blood drenched/sex obsessed blitzed his imagination. But there are blemishes in the once flawless cadaver: she makes him wait, takes her time to make an appearance, is often hysterical, her female characters slutty, unreliable. Hyper emotional, subtlety sledgehammered into subservience. But...slowly but surely, she reeled him in once again, her prose sharp, its rhythms hypnotic, marching to its own cadence as the killer's blade arced....
Coroner 1: Sharon:
Admired victim,hopped on the carefully constructed caper. It was well written, very dark/atmospheric/ horrifically scary...
Characters come to life...
Ixnay: A Bloke Book, Explicated Explicitness a turn off.....
Coroner 2: Animah
Didn't complete autopsy.
Difficult jargon a hindrance..
Characters defined by dialogue:Good
Explicitness doesn't stoke the imagination. .it butt-fucks it to raw redness:Bad
Coroner 3: Jessica:
Juiced on Tarantino and Scorcese, the dialogue sizzles..
Thrilled to vicarious vivisection of violence...
Images replayed in the mind as morbid, malign montages...
Loves the pieces falling into place,
Loves the gore and accepts the reality of the turbulent times it trawls in.
Coroner 4: Uma
Loved it, wouldn't have picked it up otherwise..
Took it's time, fingering the mind cells to wetness, before ploughing through it with penetrating hardness..
Coroner 5: Sarab
Buckys obsession was impenetrable, the language a mind fuck.
Coroner 6: Parvin Hamidah
A Crime Fiction virgin, The Black Dahlia popped her cherry with vicious violence, jarring jargon and lascivious language...and transported her to another world.
Coroner 7: Sashi
Wasn't what she expected, plot, not the language was the ultimate mindfuck.
Lee's early exit an effront.
Bent blokes and twisted trim...nobody' s straight.
Coroner 8: Renata
Preferred movie to book,
Two thirds was pleasurable before ejaculating a few nice lines and going limp in the third half...
Remember, dear reader, you heard it first here: off the record, on the QT and very Hush-Hush... .........
3 comments:
Well done lead coroner. As I got towards the end of the book, I got to enjoy it more. It was action packed and rather twisted. Looking forward to watching the movie now.
Cheers,
The moNKey
Hilarious dissection, Kay2!
Sounds more entertaining than the book. Loved the irreverence and cheese-smelling language.
"Going limp in the third half" -- third third?!
Damn! You know Argus, I ALWAYS make that mistake!! Third half indeed! I endured Hell in my book club for that I can tell you!
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