There is just the void

"Jim Thompson's usual anti-hero is a troubled, perhaps even schizophrenic, misogynist who drinks a lot and kills people when he feels like it," Meredith Brody has written. This is just the way it should be - in the typical Thompson novel, the American dream; its pathology, and those who wish to succeed within its morally dubious definitions, is cross examined revealing its scabrous core, its rotten hinterland. No other writer has written with such conviction about the absence of values in American society - for those new to his work, 'The killer inside me' is a particularly vicious introduction.