Finished reading The Ultimate Good Luck by Richard Ford. I decided to borrow this American novelist's book after reading about his "taut, compelling prose" and other nice things about him.
He became famous for The Sportswriter and Independence Day which Hollywood produced as movies.
Sadly, The Ultimate Good Luck didn't impress me. It's set in Mexico and focuses on drug lords, drug mules, killings, prison, plenty easy sex, etc. It has such a surplus of cuss words as to make the biggest GNI cuss bird look like a Boy Scout. For me it's B-rated pulp fiction.
I-man done wid dis Richard Ford.