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Summary: A Thriller that keeps the pages turning
Review: When I bought the book a few months back, I knew I would have a great story on my hands but I just kept on putting it aside. I finally picked up the story and loved it. The Dark Fields deals with issues such as addiction, greed, self destruction. I enjoyed the character Eddie Spinola very much. The MDT-48 was a very dangerous drug and it kept on keeping me intrigued as to what step Eddie would take next. I do recommend reading this book if you are looking for a good thriller.
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Summary: A chilling Tale - A plausible antihero - a believable drug
Review: Who is to say whether or not an MDT-48 does not already exist in the dusty files of some clandestine file cabinet of a multinational corporation, or in the cement bunker of the NSA? In our quest for youth we have sought the guru advice of the Gary Nulls and other health conscious gurus to ingest everything from Ester-C, CoEnzyme-Q10, and Tyrosine in an effort to preserve youth, the body and the mind in modern America. In the 1960's the MK-ULTRA project attempted to use LSD on soldiers to create the 'ultimate fighting machine' (and failed). There have been other pioneers (and quacks) to attempt to re-program the the chemical synapes of the human brain to do with it, what we want it to do! The author has done his research. I purchased this book in Ireland and have not read the Americanized English version, so I can only comment on what I have read. And this is a true spellbinding tale. Not only plausible, but probable. We all want to be Eddie Spinoza with his heighty flights of mental abilities akin to Icarus soaring to the sun, but when the effects of DMT-48 wear off, we have found the wax has melted, and we fall to earth not in a sudden drop, but agonizingly as a feather would float to earth, watching the ground grow ever closer, and realizing our demise in slow painstaking horrow. This author has twisted a tale of true mesmorizing quality - a compliment I do not throw out to any Tom, Dick or Harry [...]. Having worked in NYC myself, I could 'see' the enviroments the author was painting with his words (no doubt from personal recollections of his time there) with vivid clarity. This is a great book for the train, but not for bedtime (you wont go to sleep for fear of mising a page). The ending fooled me, and it was skillfully crafted. This is a book worthy of a screenplay, and would captivate anyone who loved the movies Pi, Memento, or Requiem for a Dream. - zen
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