Cocaine Nights

‘Snort up “Cocaine Nights”. It’s disorientating, deranging and knocks the work of other avant-garde writers into a hatted cock’ Will Self Nothing is as it seems in the sun-soaked Spanish paradise of Estrella de Mar. When a mysterious house fire disrupts the serenity of this exclusive enclave for retired, rich Brits, Charles Prentice finds himself investigating a murder – to which his brother has already confessed. As he begins to scratch at the perfect veneer of this playground for the privileged, Charles is sent down a sinister spiral of his own, to uncover a dark world of adultery, drugs and violent crime bubbling underneath. ‘Snort up “Cocaine Nights”. It’s disorientating, deranging and knocks the work of other avant-garde writers into a hatted cock’ Will Self 'One needs a great deal of idle time to feel really sorry for oneself.' Nothing is as it seems in the sun-soaked Spanish paradise of Estrella de Mar. When a mysterious house fire disrupts the serenity of this exclusive enclave for retired, rich Brits, Charles Prentice finds himself investigating a murder – to which his brother has already confessed. As he begins to scratch at the perfect veneer of this playground for the privileged, Charles is sent down a sinister spiral of his own, to uncover a dark world of adultery, drugs and violent crime bubbling underneath.

James Graham Ballard (Auteur) - Verschenen op 01/09/1997 bij Flamingo