“Squeeze Play,” by Paul Benjamin

Novel, 1984

That Paul Auster used a pseudonym for this perfectly good book is quite revealing. Squeeze Play is conventional and well told, but doesn’t swoop at and play with form and genre. It’s a charming story, albeit a bloody and twisted one, which Auster may have knocked out in readiness and preparation for his more literary output. But still, if you overlook a slightly over-used set of conventions, the book’s a good read – well paced, with a good level of detail. Not great, by any means, but absolutely fine.

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