the Red Sparrow is some existentual enigma Belane is searching for.
. . . . a darkly humorous takeoff of private eye novels, replete with the recently deceased Bukowski's usual scatalogical unpleasantries. Nick Belane, a hard-drinking, foul-mouthed Los Angeles detective who charges $6 per hour, is swatting flies in his office when in walks a "glorious dizziness of flesh" who introduces herself as Lady Death. She wants Belane to verify that a man she spotted in a bookstore is the long-dead writer Celine. The "real Celine," she says, "not just some half-assed wannabe. There are too many of those." He accepts the job, which, of course, takes him to every gin mill in the city. He's also hired to locate something called the Red Sparrow, to tail a cheating wife, and to investigate a voluptuous space alien named Jeannie Nitro who's been harassing a wimpy mortician and occupying his customers. All four cases, of course, dovetail into an existential nightmare. There are some truly funny moments, but many will find Bukowski's raw, ugly side repulsive and his negativity unbearable. Recommended for large literature collections.
good luck
2007-10-13 00:32:27
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answered by ari-pup 7
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http://uk.search.yahoo.com/search;_ylt=A0geumOYqhBHIQQAR5VLBQx.?p=Pulp+By+Charles+Bukowski&y=Search&fr=sfp&rd=r1
2007-10-13 00:25:33
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answered by Anonymous
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