The Pictures by Guy Bolton, 389 pagesLAPD Detective Jonathan Craine is still mourning the suicide of his wife, Hollywood starlet Celia Raymond, when he heads back on the job, which largely amounts to making the criminal misdeeds of actors and actresses disappear. But when a beautiful blonde and a high-profile movie producer both die mysteriously the same night, and a young police officer won't stop asking pesky questions, Craine finds he has a bit more trouble making this problem go away.
Set during the golden age of Hollywood and mixed with plenty of gangsters, this story had the potential to be either a glitzy movie star story or a noirish mafia tale. Instead, the plot is so scattered and the clues so nonexistent that it's neither. The book is filled with well-described action sequences, but has little in the way of character development or conversations between characters. In short, it reads like a screenplay for an action movie. It wasn't worth my time.
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