La Vie Est Dégueulasse
Chain-smoking, rhum-soaked antiheroes engage in bloodshed and robberies in this typical Léo Malet novel.
It’s classic in style, but not in composition: the story is told by the murderer himself, a troubled and disillusioned twentysomething. Though he is somewhat less hard-boiled than detective Nestor Burma (main character of most of Malet’s work), the atmoshpere is still as dark as usual. With a touch of sarcastic Freudian analysis in the end, it’s as noir as it gets.
A bloody good read!