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At Vancouver airport, a distraught young man wanders into a car rental agency, carrying a backpack full of beer and boxer shorts. Trevor is in the midst of a serious crisis. His all-too-comfortable existence as a wannabe filmmaker has been disrupted by a phone call from his Czech girlfriend. In an attempt to get over her, Trevor rents a Dodge Neon and blazes down Highway 99, heading for California. But his journey is fraught with peril, and all he has for protection are a semi-automatic pistol, his trusty plastic visor and a fractious flea-ridden cat.
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Gripping and hilarious, this tale of a road trip gone horribly awry is one of the best books I've read this year. There is plenty of incident, from bad peyote trips to biker showdowns to a diner that may be run by cannibals, but there is also plenty of subtext to chew on, as a journey through America becomes a journey into the narrator's psyche. Jung's take on synchronicity is explicitly mentioned a few times, and his idea of the amina is at the heart of the book. And if that sounds heavy, don't worry, you're never far away from another tragicomically bad decision by our hero, usually while deep under the influence.
And Mr Keevil appears to know his Richmond Fontaine records, which is another plus as if one were needed.