 | edt4 (99)
08/31/2006 | It's been a long time since I read this, but I remember it as a scorching memoir by Carroll, who is better known as a poet and (for a time, anyway) musician (he ran in the same circles as Patti Smith and had one semi-hit, as I recall, entitled "People Who Died" in the early 80's). Carroll vividly details his teenaged years in NY, when he played basketball, shot heroin, and traded sexual favors to homosexuals for drug money. Sordid and scathing, and not a book for those with tender sensibilities, but definitely not a book you'll soon forget either. Carroll was naive enough to think that marijuana was highly addictive but heroin wasn't. Hence, he avoided marijuana, and became a junkie on heroin. I haven't seen the movie, and can't imagine it matches the intensity of the book.
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 | GobTheHotCop (3)
12/15/2005 | One of my all-time favorite reads! I've read it about 20 times. The movie was decent, but the book has sdo much more!
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