jennybento's review against another edition
2.0
I am not generally a mystery reader, so maybe I fundamentally didn't GET this book, but there appeared to be little mystery. It was fun for the Kinkyness, but I think reading one of his later books was a mistake because there were a lot of in jokes. It is based in current time, yet most of the New York references are really dated.
ericwelch's review against another edition
3.0
Kinky, or the Kingster, as he likes to call himself is a Jewish detective who likes cats. But he only changes the litter box every seven years whether it needs it or not. So the cat will often find other places to take care of things, a situation that Kink's friends find unsettling to say the least. He finds that as cat scats age they become dried out and stiff enabling them to be collected by stabbing with a boning knife.
You're probably beginning to get the idea that this book has some humorous overtones. That's putting it mildly. I suspect the family might have been wondering about my sanity watching me mow the lawn laughing out loud listening to this hysterical romp.
The whole thing starts when Kinky gets stuck with a pink little valise left in the airplane seat next to him by a very attractive woman. She leaves for the lavatory just before landing and to Kinky's consternation never is seen leaving the plane. He collects the little bag and the woman's suitcase assuming that she will call him using his business card that he had given her during the course of their conversation.
It turns out that many people are interested in the valise. He can't bear not to peak inside and finds several illegal passports that were obviously intended to be used by persons of less than high moral character, e.g. international terrorists. Soon the State Department, the Mossad, and Arab terrorists are all trying to find the passports. They know they are in his apartment because, as Kinky and his friends discover, a miniature transmitter was hidden in one of them. Kinky had decided to hide them in the only place he know no one would look: his cat's little box. That leads to all sorts of scatological remarks.
The book is filled with all sorts of double-entendres and puns. His toilet is called the dumper but using it for its intended purpose is "taking a Nixon." And when the terrorists delivery the cutoff finger of someone as a warning all sorts of "let the fingers do the walking" jokes permeate the chapter.
It's really a lot of fun, and the audio version is read by one of my favorite readers, Dick Hill.
You're probably beginning to get the idea that this book has some humorous overtones. That's putting it mildly. I suspect the family might have been wondering about my sanity watching me mow the lawn laughing out loud listening to this hysterical romp.
The whole thing starts when Kinky gets stuck with a pink little valise left in the airplane seat next to him by a very attractive woman. She leaves for the lavatory just before landing and to Kinky's consternation never is seen leaving the plane. He collects the little bag and the woman's suitcase assuming that she will call him using his business card that he had given her during the course of their conversation.
It turns out that many people are interested in the valise. He can't bear not to peak inside and finds several illegal passports that were obviously intended to be used by persons of less than high moral character, e.g. international terrorists. Soon the State Department, the Mossad, and Arab terrorists are all trying to find the passports. They know they are in his apartment because, as Kinky and his friends discover, a miniature transmitter was hidden in one of them. Kinky had decided to hide them in the only place he know no one would look: his cat's little box. That leads to all sorts of scatological remarks.
The book is filled with all sorts of double-entendres and puns. His toilet is called the dumper but using it for its intended purpose is "taking a Nixon." And when the terrorists delivery the cutoff finger of someone as a warning all sorts of "let the fingers do the walking" jokes permeate the chapter.
It's really a lot of fun, and the audio version is read by one of my favorite readers, Dick Hill.
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