The Neon Jungle Author:John D. MacDonald The smell of stale bedrooms and warm gin hovered — over that whole section of town. The women, even the — young girls, walked a certain way, looked at men a certain way. — Ther was a drifting threat of violence everywhere, and — the kids of the neighborhood knew all about knives, — garrison belts, and bicycle chains long before they were — pushed int... more »o high school by weary truant officers.« less
Kingsley Amis said of MacDonald "[He] is by any standards a better writer than Saul Bellow, only he writes thrillers and Bellow is a human-heart chap, so guess who wears the top-grade laurels?" How true; plaudits from academics only go to the most tiring writers. Forgotten are those who write what Graham Greene referred to as "entertainments." This is a great fireside book.