“Pop. 1280 (Crime Masterworks)”

“Well, there are a couple different things I’ve read about this book.

1. Reviews along the lines of “Nobody writes through the mind of a sick bastard like Jim Thompson.”

2. Reviews that say something about a dopey small-town sherriff who bumbles his way through things.

I think I was expecting something like Confederacy of Dunces by Cormac McCarthy. But I was a little disappointed.

If you’re thinking about reading this book, give it until at least page 57. That’s where the real tone of the book begins. The author takes you for a little bit of a ride, but that’s about where you get on solid ground.

Overall, the book set up an expectation that it didn’t maintain throughout. The plot twists around quite a bit, but the twists were more quirky than dark or engaging.”