“Evokes brutally and skillfully the violently numb condition of his alter ego.” — The Times (London)
“As we trawl with him through deadbeat and dead-end jobs, this unsettling novel is haunted by the spectre of Charles Bukowski.” — The Times (London)
“Moments which brush the genius of Bukowski and Hubert Selby.” — Elle (France)
“It gives an honest misfit’s view of America far too few know.” — John Fowles
“A truly great American novel.” — Scotland on Sunday
“Dan Fante’s novel does an excellent job of delivering this tale of depraved despair with a steady one-two-punch rhythm that hurts like hell while still being impossible to put down.” — Sacramento Book Review