A review by atarbett
La dorada sombra de la muerte by John D. MacDonald

3.0

Some thoughts...
- It makes my eye twitch when he describes a woman as "big" when he means tall. He does it several times. He has no problem calling men tall, but when it's a woman, suddenly he forgets what words are...
- OMG, the sexism is off the charts. The worst example of which is when McGee just has to feel up a fucking MANNEQUIN!
- McGee's just irresistible sexual appeal. Come on... not a woman who can resist being in his presence that doesn't start calling him "dear" or "darling". The Bang-Count is five for this book. Five and a half. For a guy that talks big about not being a man-whore, he's kind of a man-whore.
- The 60's is just very very 60's. Apart from the rampant sexism, there's McGee taking a gun on a plane. But he gets away with it because it's "hidden". Isn't that adorable?
- Only 5 "flavors" so that's pretty good. Usually he talks about flavors every other sentence.

Oh, the story? Fine, I guess. A pretty high body count. The indifference of police to blatant crimes stretched believability.