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Summary: People think I'm crazy!
Review: I started reading the book at 11:00 pm this sunday and couldn't put it down. I finished at a quarter to Five in the morning. I couldn't put it down. Probably from always anticipating the outcome..of which I guessed the results midway thru and had to confirm it.. I'm walking around the fire station, busting out laughing, they think i'm crazy.. one of the best books I've read lately...Chris
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Summary: kinky out does kinky this time! fantastic!
Review: I was fortunate enough to get my hands on an advanced reading copy of MILE HIGH CLUB. Man, this was one of the best, if not the best book kinky has given his fans (I've read all of them at least two or three times). This book ROCKED!!! It was funny, introspective, and had a little bit of kinky's charm (crudeness) just for fun. All the Village Iregulars are here: Ratso, McGovern, Stephanie, and even Winnie. And of course Kinky's muse, the infamous Cat is all up in there, too. If you like good looking terrorists, interesting, side splitting dialogue, and most of all just love kinky for all he is worth then this book is a must! I haven't lauged so hard while reading a book since SPANKING WATSON. This book blew me away! Read it, dig it! This book is a great way to come into kinky's world and join us die hard Kink-o-philes! So, in short, yeah, I'd recommend the book. Can't wait for the next installment! So light a cigar, pet a cat, drink some Jamesons, and have a great time! Thanks kinstah!
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Summary: My first experience with the Kinky
Review: I wish I had known about him sooner. Kinky's cynicism is charming and I just can't believe some of the things he comes up with, it's truly unique. If you like subtle but brilliant humor, this is for you.
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Summary: the kinkstah delivers
Review: Kinky Freedman always gives you a fast paced enjoyable read.
I prefered some of his earlier works 'Musical Chairs' and 'Frequent Flier' to this one. None the less, fans of Kinky will feel right at home with the usual cast of irregulars in this mystery. Another book I recommend is 'MURDER DOESN'T FIGURE' by first time author Fred Yorg. He has many of the same endearing qualities that Kinky's book have plus a cat named Tuxedo.
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Summary: A Stitch
Review: Kinky, or the Kingster, as he likes to call himself, is a Jewish detective who likes cats. Since he only changes the litter box every seven years - whether it needs it or not - the cat often finds other places to take care of things, a situation that Kink's friends find unsettling, to say the least. He finds that as cat scats age they become dried out and stiff, easily collected by stabbing with a boning knife.
You're probably beginning to get the idea that this book has some humorous overtones. That's putting it mildly. I suspect my family might have been wondering about my sanity watching me mow the lawn laughing out loud listening to this hysterical romp.
The story gets under way when Kinky gets stuck with a little pink valise left in the airplane seat next to him by a very attractive woman. She leaves for the lavatory just before landing, and to Kinky's consternation, never is seen leaving the plane. He collects the little bag and the woman's suitcase assuming that she will call him getting his number from the business card that he had given her during the course of their conversation.
It turns out that many people are interested in the valise. Kinky can't bear not to peek inside and he discovers several illegal passports obviously intended for use by persons of less than high moral character, e.g., international terrorists. Soon the State Department, the Mossad, and Arab terrorists are all trying to find the passports. The opposition knows the passports must still be in his apartment because, as Kinky and his friends discover, a miniature transmitter was hidden in one of them. Kinky decides to hide them in the only place he know no one would think to look: his cat's litter box. Scatological remarks abound.
The book is filled with double entendres and puns. He refers to his toilet as the dumper, but using it for its intended purpose is "taking a Nixon." And when the terrorists delivery the cutoff finger of someone as a warning all sorts of "let the fingers do the walking" jokes permeate the chapter.
It's really a lot of fun, and the audio version is read by one of my favorite readers, Dick Hill.
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Summary: Why I read Kinky this Summer!
Review: My theory is that few read mystery stories for the plots, at least after reading 50 or so, but for the characters or type of mystery, i.e. Cooking, Animal or Historical theme. This explains the popularity of Mike Hammer, Sherlock Holmes and thousands of Cat mystery stories. Kinky's newest novel gives you all the things Kinkyphiles love. The comments on life in general and specific, the cat, the dolls head on the refrigerator, and the cast of characters we have come to know and love ( or at least like alot). If you have liked Kinky in the past, you will love him in the present. If you haven't discovered the wit of Kinky you may want to start with an earlier work. And if you haven't heard his bands...click on the music section now!
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Summary: Who did it?
Review: Never mind that a qualified reader could guess the solution to the mystery 100 pages before Kinky could. Surely that would be annoying in a Christie, or a Hammett, or such; but, having greedily gobbled all but one of the man's works I feel qualified to say that, one doesn't read Kinky Friedman for the mystery, one reads Kinky for his reactions to the antagonistic "mystery." Funny thing is -- just when you are getting used to knowing what happens long before our befuddled hero does, the Kinkster springs MILE HIGH CLUB. The ending is such a delightful, the-butler-did-it that you expect the cat to finally say something ennuyne about it. The mystery to MHC is the perfect love-child of tie-dyed noirishness and paranoia for the new millennium. With its Beat standpoint (or, rather, perspective, for surely no self-respecting bohemian would stand where they could recline) on terrorists vs. the State Dept. vs. every other major official power in the face of sexual adversity, MHC is Kinky's singular, grooviest, pageturningest, most cat-poo infected, seedy extravaganza yet. With great giggly hauter, I give this book two shots of Jameson's (up) and a complimentary crate of airline peanuts.
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Summary: The Kinkstah is never afraid to get better
Review: Now that Kinky seems to have increased attention in the mainstream each time he writes a new novel, he could fall into the dangerous pattern of many gone before - retreading the same ground. True, the setting remains the same each time in the New York loft, there are characters common to every book, and you can count on similar threads of dialogue from time to time (ie: he will most always say "Hold the Wedding!" at some point and refer to Nixon in an unpleasant manner). Still, the difference is there, and it's in quality. Not that Kinky's work was ever of low quality - but even good authors can improve. And indeed, Kinky seems to be interested in honing his craft. The little asides and ancillary information he injects prove that the cowboy hat he dons holds a bigger brain than most with that particular style. No, he's no William Faulkner, but then, he probably doesn't want to be. Smart, funny, openly and intentionally offensive. Kinky's books are becoming the model for humor in the new century.
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Summary: The Kinkstah's back!
Review: Shows you just what can happen when a beautiful lady leaves her bag on the airplane unattended! Ratso and the gang is back, so is Ms. Stephanie DuPont with her dogs. The house on Vandam will never be the same. Every year the Kinkstah writes a masterpiece and this year is no different. They keep getting better and better. Sit back, put some Jameson down your neck, leave the cat in charge, turn off the blower on the right and on the left and get ready for a great read!
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Summary: Look Deeper
Review: The book is very entertaining. All the usual suspects and reasons, but Kinky is far more than a humorist. He, more than most authors speaks to us. I heard someone on the verge of crisis. Will success spoil Kinky Friedman, does he tire of the accolades, will he soon stop suffering fools gladly? He is the personification of humanity, it's asperations and foibles. I know when getting frustrated I get sarcastic and humorous like the kinkster. I ruminate about childhood and relationships I though I'd burried. Kinky is like San Francisco beautiful, sensual and volitle just below the surface. Enjoy what he offers, savor it..few books are so laugh out funny, but remember he is all of us, only more so. Because of this cut him some slack going forward, let him go deeper, forgive him his trespasses and be prepared for some serious intimacy. This guy has just begun to write. His music is great too! Jack Freedman Coon Rapids,MN aka Kingfish@racoon.com
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