You know just where you are with Carl Hiassen. A cast of likeable eccentrics. A sunny setting. A hero with high standards and an improbable mission statement. A reptile.
This time round he eschews his usual environmental issues and focuses on a sidelined investigative reporter who decides to dig into the death of a faded rock star and what his Courtney Love-esque widow had to do with it. You either find Hiassen samey, or you relish the familiarity. Put me in camp two, skipper.
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