I still haven’t seen season 2 of True Detective, but season 1 was near perfect television, and I really need to revisit it in the near future. When I found out that True Detective writer Nic Pizzolatto wrote a country noir novel, I jumped on it almost as soon as season 1 drew to a close. That novel, Galveston, has got the requisite blood and gravel, and really pretty prose, but it isn’t a standout work in the subgenre. (Apparently Pizzolatto’s real wheelhouse is the short story, so maybe I’ll pick up his collection Between Here and the Yellow Sea in the near future.)
Galveston is two stories of one man: the story of a big Texan on the way out of Louisiana organized crime and the story of an old, broken-down Texan former gangster. It’s pretty much what you would expect from the creator of True Detective. It’s a story of ugly crime, it’s beautifully written (see below), and the story is told on two chronologies.
“Clear of the cities, Texas turned into a green desert meant to hammer you with vastness, a mortar filled with sky.”
4 of 5 Stars.
A movie adaptation of Galveston is set for release on October 19.
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