Review: Dashiell Hammett’s “Red Harvest”
I had hopes that I would enjoy this as much as The Big Sleep, but alas, it was not to be. Unnamed detective comes to corrupt Prohibition town and sets all the hoochmaking gunslingers against each other. They all die, except for him, including the money-hungry femme fatale who provides the only break from the endless assassinations and gunfights. The end. A shame, I was looking forward to high genre entertainment.
Where it came from: UPB
Time and manner of reading: Beanbag, bed and sunny chair reads
Where it went: Opshop
Best line of the book: None of note
Who I’d recommend it to: Classics peak-baggers
Also reading: Being Alive edited by Neil Astley; The Last of the Mohicans by James Fenimore Cooper