You know you're in a shed load of trouble when Mad Mickey wants a wee word, and that's the predicament scallywag Paul Morgan finds himself in at the start of The Point. Given a week to get out of
He makes one wee mistake: pinching Mad Mickey's van and setting it alight. After he does that you know the Morgan boys are in for some bother.
The Point rattles along a good pace. The characters are well drawn, especially Mad Mickey the 'hippie-gangster' who sits cross legged on a beanbag in the back of a carpeted van, menacing folk under the glow from some lava lamps. And there's ballsy Rachel who's under 'court ordered' counselling for turning a mugger's Stanley Knife on him. Thank ye gods for a kick ass woman in a book who isn't cast in the victim role or as the eye candle.
The dialogue is crisp and realistic and at times you’re chortling away to yourself like an eejit. Like when beleaguered Morgan asks what kind of mood Mickey is in. Go on, you know you want to say it.
Hats off to the writer too for not trying to anglicise/poncify his dialogue. His characters are from
, so why should they sound like they're presenting the news on the BBC? Northern Ireland
The Point was an enjoyable read and I look forward to reading more from Mr Brennan.
Note – with its short chapters, The Point is perfect for reading on your Kindle.
The Point is published by Pulp Press both in traditional book form and on Kindle. Available from Amazon.