Many would assume this is another coming of age novel and, yeah they’d be right. Laurel dreams about death and drifts into anorexia as we gradually gather something a bit more sinister might have happened in her past. Her days and nights are full of sex, drugs, cigarettes, sweat, boredom and loneliness. teen whose father has just died and whom tries to escape the confused wake that leaves by living the Sodom and Gomorrah lifestyle of jaded youth. I spent the first half of every book wishing for something terrible to happen to the wishy-washy souls who seemed oblivious to the grim meat hook realities that lingered about them but when tragedy did strike it suddenly seemed so terribly sad. I first read Block years ago when a friend of mine leant me the collected Weetzie Bat stories, which both irritated and touched me with its collection of dreamy hippy L.A. When I said I would review whatever I pulled off my shelf I meant it so the first one to hand was The Hanged Man by Francesca Lia Block, eventually I’ll get round to my more heavy weight stuff but like my last entry, the Hanged Man is no easy read.
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