I'm on the fence about whether to put the author's name and book title in this post. I don't want people to google the author and/or title and receive this rotten review before checking it out for themselves. That is bad book karma. Still, if you search San Francisco Mystery on Amazon this book comes up and I was so excited to read it.
It's an e-book by an unknown, like me, who professes to write in the noir style, like me. His dark descriptions about the Tenderloin (where I've lived) makes Twist look like it takes place in Candyland. The author's gritty scenes are so visceral and gross reading this book could be used as a dieting technique. You will literally skip meals reading this book. But that's the good part, the only good part about this book.
This author was also a philosophy major, like me, and he lets you know! The story starts out with a philosophy professor searching for his daughter, a possible drug addled child prostitute in the Tenderloin. While sharing what is possibly the worst dialogue written in the genre with the private dick the author manages to name drop Hume, Socrates and Plato.
After the author beats you over the head with the fact that he's smart enough to grasp complex concepts you realize that it has nothing to do with the story. The authors pedantic rant (is it pedantic to use the word pedantic?) only stagnates the story. The mystery also has no clear beginning, middle and end.
This book is so bad and it's gotten good reviews. Maybe I'll come back and post the title but right now I'm not up to it. Not because I can't take responsibility for my opinion but because as a writer I'd be pissed if some one posted under my book -Do Not Buy. Sucks!-