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At the end of Drive , Driver has killed Bernie Rose, "the only one he ever mourned," ending his campaign against those who double-crossed him. Driven tells how that young man, done with killing, becomes the one who goes down "at 3 a.m. on a clear, cool morning in a Tijuana bar."
Seven years have passed. Driver has left the old life, become Paul West, and founded a successful business back in Phoenix. Walking down the street one day, he and his fiancée are attacked by two men and, while Driver dispatches both, his fiancée is killed.
Sinking back into anonymity, aided by his friend Felix, an ex-gangbanger and Desert Storm vet, Driver retreats but finds that his past stalks him and will not stop. He has to turn and face it. Because he drives. That's what he does.
|Publisher:||Poisoned Pen Press|
|Product dimensions:||5.40(w) x 8.40(h) x 0.50(d)|
About the Author
James Sallis has published fourteen novels; multiple collections of short stories, poems, and essays; the definitive biography of Chester Himes; three books of musicology; and a translation of Raymond Queneau's novel Saint Glinglin. The film of Drive won Best Director award at Cannes, and his six Lew Griffin books are in development for film. Jim plays guitar, banjo, mandolin, fiddle, and Dobro.
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
I thought the first book, Drive, was excellent. I also loved the movie. This second book, in which I hope there's not a third, just plain missed the mark. In the way James Sallis writes, characters just appeared with no introduction, and that made it hard to follow. Sometimes you don't even know who Driver is talking to. I was eager to read as soon as I found there was a sequel, but I soon found myself hurriedly trying to finish it just so I could move on to something else. I was not impressed.
He is called, simply, Driver, because that’s what he is, that’s what he does and, he feels, that’s what he will always do. Once one of the best stunt drivers in film, his life has taken different turns, most of them illegal. But he gave up that life over six years ago, became a successful businessman named Paul West, a man with a ‘normal’ life and a fiancée he dearly loved. Until one day when his old life catches up to him, and he has to kill the two men who have suddenly appeared and attacked him, but not before his fiancée has been killed. So back he must go, to his old life in Phoenix. But soon two other men find and attempt to kill him, and he has no choice but to kill again. As his friend Manny succinctly puts it, “you have to decide what you want, else you just keep spinning around, circling the drain. You want to get away from the guys? Or you want to put them down? Well, there it is, then. We ponder and weigh and debate. While in silence, somewhere back in the darkness behind words, our decisions are made.” Now 32 years old, he goes where life, and his attempts to track down whoever is behind the continuing attempts on his life, take him, theorizing that “you moved faster with the current than against.” The author’s descriptions, in his typical [and typically wonderful] spare prose, conjure up immediate mental images: Of a tattooist, he says “His Rasta hair looked like something pulled down from attic storage, first thing you’d want to do is thwack out the dusts.” Of a young crowd in a mall food court “wagging their iPods and cellphones behind them, fatally connected.” The book is filled with the author’s - - and his protagonists - - philosophizing: “We all struggle to leave markers behind, signs that we were here, that we passed through . . . urban equivalents of cave paintings.” The sequel to the excellent “Drive,” published in 2005, I devoured the book in a single day. This was a short but memorable visit into the world created by Mr. Sallis, and it is highly recommended.
This book was hard to follow. It seemed like every chapter was incomplete, and pages were missing. I kept getting lost and decided to quit reading. This book has only 72 pages and i quit at page 52. This will probably be the only time in history that a movie will be better then the book. I cant believe this got published.
I really enjoyed reading Drive, but I think Driven is much better. Driven is very brief like its counterpart but it was a better read because it was linear. The problem I had with Drive was that it jumped all over the place and some things were hard to follow. Going deeper into Driver's background was interesting to me, and he just beats the crap out of people without breaking a sweat.I will say that I found it very funny that everybody in this book talks like a poet regardless of their background.