“Unfortunately, no one can be told what the Matrix is. You have to see it for yourself.” – Morpheus
Ok, that quote and Morpheus aren’t really in Electric Barracuda, the latest offering from Tim Dorsey in the Serge Storms series. However, I thought it an appropriate quote since that’s what I felt like as I sat down to write this review: No one can be told what the Serge Storms series is. You have to experience it for yourself.
Nevertheless, as this review is a part of Tim’s blog tour in support of the book’s release I figure they are probably expecting a little more than that, so here goes…
Serge Storms is a severely in need of medication serial killer who roams the state of Florida with his perpetually stoned sidekick Coleman in tow dispensing “justice” to anyone who offends his moral sensibilities. This dynamic-duo from Hell is rude, crude, and couldn’t find socially acceptable with a preprogrammed Garmin and a month to get there.
Where we do find ourselves in Electric Barracuda is dropped into the middle of Serge’s latest scheme: offering theme vacations on his travel blog. After all, as Serge points out to Coleman, “Florida is a theme park, and the theme is weirdness.” Serge is calling his particular brand of weirdness the “Tourist Fugitive” package, with the idea being to lure people to Florida for a vacation where they pretend to be on the lam from the law, visiting the fascinating “underbelly” of the state in the process.