Joe Lansdale is my favourite writer. Period. I buy all his books without hesitation, something that’s hard on a limited budget with an author who’s so prolific. I don’t think this is one of his best – the pace is a little too slow at times – but all the regular Lansdale trademarks are there. Great sense of place – East Texas – vivid characters and crackling dialogue.
‘There ain’t no such person,’ Constable Sy said. ‘ Cletus ought to know better. He might as well stick a dollar in his ass and wait for the leprachauns to leave him a note.’
And it has one of the best titles. Not quite as good as my absolute all-time favourite title for any book, ever. That would be All Heads Turn When the Hunt Goes By, by John Farris. But almost.