L.A. Confidential

 

A book I've been trying to get through for years, James Ellroy's "L.A. Confidential". Not that it wasn't good, of course it was, it's James Ellroy. It was just big. And dense. And had a million and one characters to keep track of. 

It starts in 1951 with a bunch of police officers killing some of the folks in jail on Christmas. The book takes place over the rest of the decade, delving deep into the corruption and lies that bind several of these cops together. People killed for murders they didn't commit. Drugs. Prostitution. Child molesters. Pornography. Cops on the take. Cops killing other cops. The mob. Anything bad you can think of, L.A. in the 1950s had it and then some. Ellroy is of course brilliant, I love his writing style and his slang.