Even without knowing anything about this book, you must admit it’s got a phenomenal title. The story the review goes on to describe is fascinating, and eerie. A young English woman who somehow wound up working in a Tokyo hostess bar goes missing. After months of the family searching while the Japanese police do little, the court system pretty much completely bungles the case, unsucessfully prosecuting a serial rapist who videotaped all his conquests. This book sounds a whole lot like In Cold Blood.
Here’s a book about the quest for the TB cure. A history of pharmaceuticals sounds either incredibly dry or dramatically piquant, depending on your optimism for the promise of “dark secrets.” Parrish seems impressed enough, so there’s a decent enough shot for the latter:
But as Pringle unfolds what seems a straightforward story, he offers manifold glimpses into issues of class, ethnicity, corporate duplicity, the genesis of the pharmaceutical industry, and the way blockbuster drugs have reshaped our world.
Also, I like the quote at the beginning of the review asserting “scientists are ‘a cross between a mimosa and a porcupine[...]‘”
It’s got to be hard to be hopeful the14th outing from an author slash professional magician. (He may not be an actual magician, it’s hard to tell if Cogdill is using a sloppy metaphor or not.) The book’s about a magician though, one named Peter Warlock. Not only is he popular with Facebook users, he’s an FBI helper, earning gold stars for helping track down assassins targeting his psychic friends. I find it very hard to believe this book is any good. But Cogdill’s clearly an excited fan, and she’s got a cool name.