Carl Hiaasen

Erin is a stripper. Her place of work, the tastefully named Eager Beaver, is the scene of an explosive encounter between sex and politics in the shape of Dave Dilbeck, a corrupt congressman who epito

Tom Krone, giornalista investigativo costretto a lavorare in un piccolo quotidiano di provincia, viene inviato nella cittadina di Grange a intervistare una giovane donna di colore che ha vinto quattordici milioni di dollari alla lotteria di stato. Gli altri quattrodici milioni sono andati ad una coppia di neonazisti decisi a fondare una loro milizia. I due malfattori si impadroniscono pero anche dell'altra meta della vincita. Jo Layne non e pero una sprovveduta e decide di lanciarsi al loro inseguimento. Tom Krone, affascinato dalla giovane donna decide di aiutarla.

Chaz Perrone might be the only marine scientist in the world who doesn't know which way the Gulf Stream runs. But he's just found a way to make a fortune out of the Florida Everglades, and he's damned if anyone's going to stop him. So when he suspects that his wife, Joey, is going to get in his way, he takes her on an expensive anniversary cruise and pushes her overboard into the night-dark Atlantic. Unfortunately for Chaz, Joey survives the fall. Clinging to a bale of Jamaican pot, she manages to stay alive, and is plucked from the ocean by former cop, current loner, Mick Stranahan. But instead of rushing to the police and reporting her husband's crime, Joey decides to stay dead and (with Mick's help) screw with Chas until he screws himself. As Joey haunts and taunts her homicidal husband; as Chaz's cold blooded cohorts in crime grow uneasy with his increasingly erratic behaviour; as Mick Stranahan discovers that six failed marriages have not killed his ability to fall in love all over again, Carl Hiaasen takes us on a hilarious, romantic, page-turning journey through the warped politics of southern Florida, and through the madness and mayhem created by the human heart.

Breeze Albury makes his living smuggling goods along the Florida Coast, but when organized-crime bosses threaten his son's life to get him to work for them, Albury turns into a one-man wrecking b

Jack Tagger is a frustrated journalist. His outspoken views have relegated him to the obituary page, with his byline never again to disgrace the front page. But Jack has stumbled across a whale of a story that might just resurrect his career ...James Stomarti, infamous frontman of rock band Jimmy and the Slut Puppies, has died in a diving accident and Jack harbours suspicions that the glamorous pop starlet widow may have had a vested interest in her husband's untimely death. It all smells a little too fishy. Aided and abetted by his rather sexy (if unnervingly ambitious) young editor, Emma, Jack sets out to in pursuit of the truth - and a nice juicy story. But of course nothing is ever straightforward and with murderous goons on his tail, brutal internal politics at the paper and a paranoia about death, Jack is struggling to keep his head above water. Was Jimmy Stomarti murdered? Is someone trying to kill off the Slut Puppies one by one? And what significance can a dead lizard named Colonel Tom possibly have? This is one book you'll kill to get your hands on

Vividly drawn male and female characters appeal to boys and girls whilst humorous tone, witty dialogue and comic situations engage even the most reluctant reader.

Roy Eberhardt vient d'arriver en Floride, et il ne s'y plaît pas. C'est tout plat et les brutes du collège y sont aussi stupides qu'ailleurs. Dana Matherson en est un bon exemple. Mais si, dans le bus de l'école, Dana n'avait pas écrasé la tête de Roy contre la vitre, celui-ci n'aurait jamais aperçu cet étrange garçon qui courait pieds nus. Il n'aurait pas pris part à cette affaire bizarre et croisé d'autres habitants inattendus de Floride, alligators, serpents à sonnettes (et à paillettes !), mignonnes petites chouettes menacées, sans oublier quelques individus plutôt exotiques ! La vie en Floride devient enfin excitante... Brillant, drôle, excentrique, le premier roman pour la jeunesse de Carl Hiaasen illustre aussi son combat pour préserver la vie sauvage et la beauté de son pays.

Charles "Chaz" Perrone fancies himself a take-charge kind of guy. So when this "biologist by default" suspects that his curvaceous wife, Joey, has stumbled onto a profitable pollution scam he's running on behalf of Florida agribusiness mogul Red Hammernut, he sets out right away to solve the problem--by heaving Joey off the deck of a luxury cruise liner and into the Atlantic Ocean, far from Key West. But--whoops!--Joey, aformer swimming champ, doesn't drown. Instead, as Carl Hiaasen tells in his 10th adult novel, Skinny Dip, she makes her way back to shore, thanks both to a wayward bale of Jamaican marijuana and lonerish ex-cop Mick Stranahan , and then launches a bogus blackmail campaign that's guaranteed to drive her lazy, libidinous hubby into a self-protective frenzy. You've got to hand it to Hiaasen: He's perfected a formula for crisply written, satirical crime fiction that makes the best use of imaginatively repulsive villains, as well as less thoroughly venal scoundrels and victims who ultimately overcome their antagonists, all while stumping for the preservation of Florida's environment, particularly the Everglades. In Skinny Dip, we find Chaz falsifying water samples to help Hammernut turn the 'Glades into "God's septic tank." That scheme, though, is endangered not just by Joey's sudden disappearance, but by the suspicions of a python-loving police detective and Chaz's own outstanding inability to tame his Viagra-enhanced tumescence. Even by assigning Chaz a baby-sitter--the hulking, hirsute, and painkiller-addicted Tool--Hammernut can't keep his pet biologist out of trouble. As Joey and Stranahan unfold their revenge plot, and Tool's conscience grows in competition with Chaz's ego, the reader can only marvel at the extent of the train wreck ahead. As much fun as Hiaasen has delivering Chaz his climactic comeuppance, what's missing from Skinny Dip is a more complex, more credible development of Mick Stranahan's character and the relationship he builds with the much younger Joey Perrone. Like Erin Grant, from Strip Tease, Joey has far more going for her than her bra-cup size; but "hero" Stranahan is of far less interest here than any of his fellow players

Chaz Perrone is as slimy as they come. Not only does his position as a marine biologist mask his real job (faking data about water pollution for the guy who wants to sacrifice the Everglades to his vast agribusiness empire), but he tries to murder his wife by tossing her off a cruise ship when she shows signs of knowing too much. And that's his big mistake. Joey, his wife, survives, and, determined to bring Chaz and his boss down, teams up with an eccentric cop named Mick Stranahan, her unlikely rescuer. Carl Hiaasen's wacky satire lines up all the pigeons and then, in his usual over-the-top way, shoots them down. But under the laughs is some very serious indignation, as Hiaasen deplores what's being done to his beloved home state of Florida.

Virtually unnoticed, JoLayne Lucks stops by the Grab'n'Go to play the same numbers she's played every week for five years. Each lotto number marking the age at which she dumped a tiresome lover. She doesn't know it yet, but the discarded men in JoLayne's life have finally amounted to something.