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A review by ctgt
Donnybrook by Frank Bill
4.0
Remember the line let the bodies hit the floor from Drowning Pool? That's the way this book starts and it never lets up. From the gun shop stick up at the beginning to the final scenes at the Donnybrook, people are droppin' like flies. All the way from "relatively" minor beatdowns to cold blooded, no second thoughts murder. Oh, best way to stick up a gun shop? Just bring ammo, guns are already there.
I can't say this was a fun read but it certainly was entertaining. If you're looking for a feel good book with distinct good vs bad characters, you better look somewhere else. Everyone was lowdown. You could maybe say Jarhead had some good points, he did start this to get his family away from their current life, but you would have to hold him up to the light and angle him just right to see it.
I guess Purcell wasn't really despicable and his soothsayer, fortune teller angle was something I didn't really expect. There was a strange undercurrent of "there's something coming and we have to be prepared" that leads me to hope there are more stories coming.
I'm not sure what to call this, hillbilly crime? Who cares. All I know is that I couldn't put this down. Just like an accident, I couldn't look away even though one scene was more brutal than the last. If you like [a:Donald Ray Pollock|784866|Donald Ray Pollock|https://d202m5krfqbpi5.cloudfront.net/authors/1240540889p2/784866.jpg] you will enjoy this book.
McGill squinted and said, "Is that spite or disrespect?
You making a threat?"
Angus told him, "I don't make threats. I offer moments
to reconcile one's shitty choices."
I can't say this was a fun read but it certainly was entertaining. If you're looking for a feel good book with distinct good vs bad characters, you better look somewhere else. Everyone was lowdown. You could maybe say Jarhead had some good points, he did start this to get his family away from their current life, but you would have to hold him up to the light and angle him just right to see it.
I guess Purcell wasn't really despicable and his soothsayer, fortune teller angle was something I didn't really expect. There was a strange undercurrent of "there's something coming and we have to be prepared" that leads me to hope there are more stories coming.
I'm not sure what to call this, hillbilly crime? Who cares. All I know is that I couldn't put this down. Just like an accident, I couldn't look away even though one scene was more brutal than the last. If you like [a:Donald Ray Pollock|784866|Donald Ray Pollock|https://d202m5krfqbpi5.cloudfront.net/authors/1240540889p2/784866.jpg] you will enjoy this book.
McGill squinted and said, "Is that spite or disrespect?
You making a threat?"
Angus told him, "I don't make threats. I offer moments
to reconcile one's shitty choices."