‘This one rocks. Like Carl Hiaasen on acid, Elmore Leonard on speedballs, this doesn’t let go from the first to the last page. I loved it.’ Independent on Sunday
‘Over-the-top, absurd and hilarious… all the right ingredients are present in this manic kaleidoscope of bizarre mayhem. Supremely entertaining.’ Time Out
‘Jittery, bizarre and utterly charming, it reads as if Quentin Tarantino wrote it on a rum runner-and-speedball binge after baking too long in the sun.’ Miami Herald
‘Fiercely energetic, outrageously funny… imagine Hunter S. Thompson sharing a byline with Groucho Marx.’ Tampa Tribune
‘Some of the most wacky villains and situations since Hiaasen stuck a plastic alligator down a stranger’s throat and called it Tourist Season.’ Chicago Tribune
From the Back Cover
As Sean Breen and David Klein head out fromTampa Bay on their long-planned trip to the Florida Keys there’s nothing on their minds except fishing, beer and baseball. But when five million dollars is dropped into the boot of the wrong car, a whole convoy of homicidal wackos sets off in pursuit of the two unsuspecting men, leaving behind a bewildering trail of bodies.
From murder by shrink-fit jeans in Tampa, via mayhem at the World Series in Miami, to a convention of Hemingway lookalikes in Key West, 'Florida Roadkill' is an unforgettable ride through the wildest corners of the Sunshine State – a kaleidoscopic crime spree taking in sex, drugs and Satanist rock ‘n’ roll, lap dancing, extortion and a dozen of the most unusual forms of murder ever seen in fiction.
Tim Dorsey’s sparkingly original debut novel is a hyper, jump-cut, manic black comedy.
He takes Florida Noir to new extremes in a high voltage crime tale suffused with blacker-than-black humour and an infectious fascination with Florida’s strange beauty.
It’s like Hunter Thompson leaving Las Vegas and taking 'Fear and Loathing' through the Everglades. Think Elmore Leonard and Quentin Tarantino whispering in Carl Hiaasen’s ear, “ You don’t go far enough 'out'!”