Angielski
From the modern master of noir comes a novel based on the real-life Hollywood fixer Freddy Otash, the malevolent monarch of the 1950s L.A. underground, and his Tinseltown tabloid Confidential magazine.
Freddy Otash was the man in the know and the man to know in 50s L.A. He was a rogue cop, a sleazoid private eye, a shakedown artist, a pimpand, most notably, the head strong-arm goon for Confidential magazine.
Confidential presaged the idiot internetand delivered the dirt, the dish, the insidious ink, and the scurrilous skank. It mauled misanthropic movie stars, sex-soiled socialites, and putzo politicians. Mattress Jack Kennedy, James Dean, Montgomery Clift, Burt Lancaster, Liz Taylor, Rock HudsonFrantic Freddy outed them all. He was the Tattle Tyrant who held Hollywood hostage, and now hes here to CONFESS.
Im consumed with candor and wracked with recollection. Im revitalized and resurgent. My meshugenah march down memory lane begins NOW.
In Freddys viciously entertaining voice, Widespread Panic torches 1950s Hollywood to the ground. Its a blazing revelation of coruscating corruption, pervasive paranoia, and of sin and redemption with nothing in between.
Here is James Ellroy in savage quintessence. Freddy Otash confessesand you are here to read and succumb.
