You read one Carl Hiaasen book, you enjoy it. You read four or five of his books and you begin to wonder whether he can write about anything else except the substandard intelligence of Floridian white-trash and the damage that particular subspecies does to the environment.
In "Basket Case", thankfully, Mr. Hiaasen gives us a genuinely comic story although it has to be said that it does still feature some intellectually-challenged Floridians. What makes the story especially enjoyable however is that the twin barrels of Hiaasen's satire are aimed at the deserving targets of the music industry and journalism. Anybody who has despaired at the current state of music will enjoy the description of Cleo Rio, the talentless but driven one-hit wonder, and her attempts to steal a ride to the top of the charts. The dumbing-down of journalism is also an entertaining feature of the story and anybody who reads this will pay far greater attention to the newspaper obituaries in future!
As always with Hiaasen his minor characters prove memorable. L'Oréal, the perm-haired producer; Jerry, the imbecilic goon; Mac Polk, the crotchety millionaire with revenge on his mind; Juan, the sports-journalist-stud who wants to be a real writer; and of course, the dead reptile.
This is definitely one of his best books; it's well-paced, character-driven and has new and refreshing satiricial targets. Except for the slightly weak ending I would have given it 5 stars. As it is, an enjoyable 4-stars rating . . a must for anybody who has read Hiaasen and a good introduction to the man's unique style for those who haven't.