Maybe this is a “me” thing, but I found The Devil's Candy to be compulsively readable. I haven't seen The Bonfire of the Vanities but I'm a HUGE fan of Brian De Palma and film history in general so my familiarity with the various references may have helped. I could have listened to outlines of hair and makeup tests for Melanie Griffith and Kim Cattrall all day.
I mean, I wouldn't say it is for EVERYBODY, but if reading that title made you want to read this book, you totally should. Personally, I love microhistories centered around the progression of creatives and their works. PROG ROCK, DUDE. Also, loved the shoutout to the Mark Prindle web review archive, I used to spend so much time there.
McCurdy is a solid writer and it's fabulous that she's actualizing that aspect of her creative life. I'm Glad My Mom Died is super readable, if emotionally exhausting. Hey, it's a trauma/personal growth memoir, feature-not-a-flaw and all that. Also important for its contribution to the continuing nightmarish accounts of Nickelodeon's production history from the 90s and 2000s. Top of the Millenial book club list at the moment, and rightfully so.
Picked this up to kill time while I wait for the second Young Erlunder reserve to come in, not expecting too much for some reason. I should have known better, Indridason never misses. Leaning into the historical element of the mysteries only improves the already strongly developed dual narrative. Only gave it four stars because I have the feeling that the sequels will be even better.
When I finished the Erlendur books I decided it might be worth going back to the beginning of Scandi noir. Roseanna was a blisteringly fast and fantastic read. It had just enough detail, and leaned into epistolary/transcript-based storytelling, which I LOVED. It didn't lack for poetry too, the city came alive (for better and for worse). Also, Beck always has a stomachache, which hey, I feel that. Definitely gonna read more of this series.