Name: Hollywood Dead (Sandman Slim, Book 10)
ISBN: 9780008219109

Richard Kadrey

Life and death takes on an entirely new meaning for half-angel, half-human hero James Stark, aka, Sandman Slim, in this insanely inventive, high-intensity tenth supernatural noir thriller in the New York Times bestselling series.

Hollywood Dead (Sandman Slim, Book 10)

Life and death takes on an entirely new meaning for half-angel, half-human hero James Stark, aka, Sandman Slim, in this insanely inventive, high-intensity tenth supernatural noir thriller in the New York Times bestselling series. James Stark is back from Hell, trailing more trouble in his wake. To return to L.A., he had to make a deal with the evil power brokers, Wormwood—an arrangement that came with a catch. While he may be home, Stark isn’t quite himself . . . because he’s only partially alive. There’s a time limit on his reanimated body, and unless Stark can find the people targeting Wormwood, he will die again—and this time there will be no coming back. Even though he’s armed with the Room of Thirteen Doors, Stark knows he can’t find Wormwood’s enemies alone. To succeed he’s got to enlist the help of new friends—plus a few unexpected old faces. Stark has been in dangerous situations before—you don’t get named Sandman Slim for nothing. But with a mysterious enemy on the loose, a debt to pay, and a clock ticking down, this may truly be the beginning of his end. . . .

A Sandman Slim Novel

Hollywood Dead

Sarah Escorsa

Actual rating: 8.86487522927 stars. 


  “Anyone can give you chocolate and flowers, but when they’ll disembowel someone for you? That’s true love.”


Truer words were never spoken, methinks.

Okay. What can I tell you about this Slightly Scrumptious Instalment (SSI™), you ask? Besides the fact that it might or might not be one of the Bloody Shrimping Best (BSB™) in the series, you mean? Oh, I don’t know. Well, I guess I could start by repeating for the hundred millionth time telling you that Jimmy Stark is my #1 boyfriend, and that anyone or anything coming near a 1,000,000 mile radius of him will die a somewhat excruciating death at the hands pincers of my murderous children (view spoiler)[
  but hey, no pressure and stuff
 (hide spoiler)]. Then I could tell you that spoiler spoiler spoiler. And also that spoiler spoiler spoiler. And that spoiler spoiler spoiler, too! Amazing, isn’t it?! That’s Richard Kadrey for you. The guy is uncommonly generous with the awesomely spoilerish stuff (view spoiler)[
  I wanted to trademark this one but the acronym wasn’t terribly, um, classy and stuff, so I thought better of it. I bet Mr Kadrey will be eternally full of grate and stuff
 (hide spoiler)]. He can’t help it, he was born that way. 

So. In case you missed it, the point I was so brilliantly trying to make up here ↑↑ is: this instalment is One Big Fishing Spoiler (OBFS™) and there is very little I can tell you about it. You are quite welcome. 



What I can actually tell you is that Hollywood Dead stressed the shrimp out of nefarious little me from beginning to end. Which felt orgasmically glorious and stuff. My boyfriend is kind of on a deadline in this instalment, you see (view spoiler)[
  you probably don’t realize it but this is me being hilariously funny and stuff
 (hide spoiler)], and you don’t really know how things are going to turn out until the very last page. Because Evil Mr Kadrey loves to torture his hero’s girlfriend readers like that. And his hero’s girlfriend readers 💕lurve💕 him for it and stuff. Anyway, fun lovely nerve-wracking times and stuff. I think my black, withered heard actually stopped beating several times while I was reading the book. And the murderous shrimps bit their pincers until they bled while listening to the audio version (audiobooks work better for them because they can listen while slaughtering puny humans). Such sensitive little creatures they are.

Anyway, something else what I can actually tell you about this instalment is that there are ill-intentioned people in it who keep unsettling my boyfriend’s “tranquil disposition.” Just when he was trying to “dance around the edges of being a complete asshole!” Can you believe this?! The nerve of some people! My Jimmy is trying not very hard to be all “zen is me” and stuff, but ends up being forced to slightly butcher idiots and making “elevator–in–The Shining levels of blood” flow. That is quite outrageous, if you ask me. To think I just booked a 10-day bloodbath-free meditation retreat for us. I guess I better cancel now. Sigh. This is almost as disappoiting as not being able to “ teach a mollusk to play fetch.” Almost.



Bad mollusk jokes. You either don’t find them funny, or you don’t.

You know what the coolest thing about Jimmy’s latest adventure is? He got some fantastic interior decorating advice from a top-notch—if a teensy little bit unbalanced and somewhat hysterical—magician. What, you didn’t know magicians were extra-super renowned for their home designing skills? Where have you been the past eleven years? Not in hell, obviously. Anyway, Jimmy might have not done “anything smart in years,” but he listened very carefully to what Hijruun told him, and he’s got great plans for our humble abode: 

• Eyeballs instead of flowers in the garden.
• Bundles of nerves as surveillance cameras.
• Pink, healthy-looking lungs as doorbell.
• Carpets made of bones and cartilage.
• Candle holders made from ribs and vertebrae.

Our home is going to be SO cozy and welcoming and stuff! Well it will be to Jimmy and I, anyway. You don’t seem to agree. I guess it all depends on what your standard for weird is. Ours is “someone riding a bicycle made of tits and assholes.” What is yours? Okay then, forget I asked. You’re no fun, you know.
 
➽ And the moral of this Had Anyone Ever Told Me I Would Become Addicted to a First Person Present Tense Series Before I Came Across Sandman Slim I Would Probably Have Unleashed the Crustaceans on Them Crappy Non Review (HAETMIWBAtaFPPTSBICASSIWPHUtCoTCNR™) is: my boyfriend Jimmy Stark might be both a “ham sandwich” and “one big blood sausage ready for frying,” but he is officially the 💕lurve💕 of my UF life. BACK. THE. FISH. OFF. Thank thee kindly.

P.S. Mustang Sally, will you marry me? Pretty please? I promise to buy you tons of junk food and stuff.

· Book 1: Sandman Slim ★★★★★
· Book 2: Kill the Dead ★★★★★
· Book 3: Aloha from Hell ★★★★
· Book 3.5: Devil in the Dollhouse ★★★★★
· Book 4: Devil Said Bang ★★★★
· Book 5: Kill City Blues ★★★★
· Book 6: The Getaway God ★★★★★
· Book 7: Killing Pretty ★★★★
· Book 9: The Kill Society ★★★★★
· Book 11: Ballistic Kiss ★★★★
· Book 12: King Bullet ★★★★★

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