Want to take a trip back to the 1940s, when Tinseltown was glamorous, decadent, sexy, and violent? Then don’t miss The Studio Kill, Charles Fleming’s great new noir novel about John McClellan, head of security for Continental Pictures. An ex-cop for the LAPD, he spends his days and nights hushing up the sexual peccadilloes of actors and studio honchos, not to mention their rampant use of drugs and booze. Now our hero has his hands full with a Red-baiting Congressman who wants to bring the studio down, the murder of a famous director’s wife, a columnist who will do anything for his next big story, and a sexy girl screenwriter who might be the love of his life—or the death of him.
My thoughts : Gripping and very atmospheric .
points if you can name the song the post title comes from ! ;D