Martin Michael Plunkett is a product of his times -- the possessor of a genius intellect, a pitiless soul of brushed steel, and a heart of blackest evil. With criminal tendencies forged in the fires of L.A.'s Charles Manson hysteria, he comes to the bay city of San Francisco -- and submits to savage and terrible impulses that reveal to him his true vocation as a pure and perfect murderer. And so begins his decade of discovery and terror, as he cuts a bloody swath across the full length of a land, ingeniously exploiting and feeding upon a society's obsessions. As he maneuvers deftly through a seamy world of drugs, flesh, and perversions, the media will call him many things -- but Martin Plunkett's real name is Death. His brilliant, twisted mind is a horriying place to explore. His madness reflects a nation's own. The killer is on the road. And there's nowhere in America to hide....Continua
damn fine (and spooky!) look into the mind of a serial killer.
I'm not a fan of Ellroy's novels. I always feel unfulfilled after reading them. Big sprawling things that leave me with an empty feeling in my stomach. But "Killer on the Road" is a novel I always return to. I read it at least once a year. I like its tone, absurd action and its hilarious balance of psychoses and right-wing politics. I highly recommend as late night read. Grisly and funny. Probably what Terry Southern thought when reading Mickey Spillane (See: "Red Dirt Marijuana and Other Tastes")...Continua