THE GONE MAN by Brad Solomon

THE GONE MAN

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KIRKUS REVIEW

I know what I want it to be. I want it to be a case. I need a case."" Who needs a case? So-so actor, so-so shamus, smart-alecky Charlie Quinlan needs a case, so he gets a case: locate Jamie Stockton, the druggy, flippy, gay (?) son of TV-commercial-biggie Ethan Stockton. Charlie fly-drives all over L.A. and S.F.--casinos to motels to show-biz offices--and, after getting hurt a lot, finds Jamie. . . dead. Only it isn't Jamie but an actor pretending to be Jamie. My, my. Could this have something to do with Jamie's politically connected brother-in-law or his ex-movie-star Mom-fatale or his highstrung sis as in the Big I? (See above and above.) It's no sweat waiting around to find out, since Charlie's ticktock, movie-minded narrative is broken into 115 quick takes and unlimited quick talk (""And should you have the time, be so kind as to screw yourself"") for easy, Hollywoodized inhalation.

Pub Date: Nov. 1st, 1977
Publisher: Random House