sharkboy
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Joined: 26/9/2005 From: Belfast
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Having just turned the last page on Brookmyre's latest masterpiece All Fun And Games Until Someone Loses An Eye, it struck me that I probably haven't come across a homegrown author that is as consistently funny, exciting and clever as Brookmyre. And that got me thinking that he seems to have been badly neglected in this forum - so to make amends I thought a little love for the genius that is Brookmyre was appropriate, especially on Burns Night! How to describe his books?...Imagine if Carl Hiaasen had been born in Scotland rather than South Florida. You'd get his trademark eye for great plots and brilliant characters, with humour as dark and cold as a highland winter. Brookmyre's characters are superb, particularly Jack Parlabane, the street-savvy investigative reporter who specialises in pissing off the people in charge and who possesses a great repertire of witty one-liners. So far he's been set up for murder, imprisoned and faced the wrath of disgruntled soldiers of fortune, staying one step ahead thanks to some great writing, clever plots and witty banter. Then there are the non-Parlabane books, which are just screaming to be filmed. We've had terrorists trying to destroy a hydro-electric dam, a school reunion on a converted oil rig going amiss when the old school chums are taken hostage and, my favourite, a bank robbery carried out by a group of surrealist clowns (yes, thats surrealist clowns!). Never dull, never predictable, the books are all so enjoyable that, like me, you'll probably find yourself finishing them in one or two sittings. So come on people, share the love - any other Brookmyre fans on this forum? What's your favourite book(s)/plots/characters? If you're a fan of Hiaasen or similar crime writers, let us persuade you to look closer to home for your next fix of crime fiction coloured with a deep black humour.
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WWLD? Every time we think we have measured our capacity to meet a challenge, we look up and we're reminded that that capacity may well be limitless I left in love, in laughter, and in truth and wherever truth, love and laughter abide, I am there in spirit.
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