The movie To Live and Die in L.A. was far better than the book. Just an amazing film. The action sequences, the double-crosses, the complicated characters, and my favorite car chase scene of all time. In between the Wang Chung soundtrack and the guys who made the movie getting sued by the guys who made Miami Vice, it gets my vote for ultimate 80’s movie ever.
Tracking the book down was actually a chore, and when I did find it, it was shit. Just boring and pointless as all hell. I’ll spoiler it just to follow the rules, but really now, you shouldn’t bother:
Rick Masters lives, gets captured and goes to prison. Richard Chance gets blown away by his snitch, Ruth, Vukovich gets arrested and goes to prison, but is let off easily thanks to the intervention of Jim Hart, who is Vukovich’s friend, not Chance’s (He hates Chance and considers him a corrupt manipulator, which is exactly what Chance is). Oh, and the fucking car chase never even fucking happens!!
I’m serious. The book is a boring piece of shit.
Sharky’s Machine was a gritty cop thriller which was easy to understand but still pretty interesting. The book was a convoluted mess with WWII conspiracies, villains getting killed by giant animatronic dragons, and really weird coincidences. It had its moments, but I liked the movie a lot more.
Rush was another. The movie was poignant and thrilling. The book was autobiographical detailing Kim Wozencraft’s real life investigations and subsequent prison time for violating the civil rights of alleged drug dealers through the false arrests featured in the movie. In the book:
the two cops marry and later divorce after he has an affair
which I found kind of pointless. The whole thing was anticlimactic and kind of dull.