Laughing all the way...
I just returned to the office from giving an exam in my dreaded Financial Applications of Mathematics course (sans Nancy Sinatra, as usual). Earlier, I had read BK's comments on the movie Where the Truth Lies and realized that I had a copy of Rupert Holmes' novel somewhere around the office.
So while my students were suffering under the lash of compound interest and exponential growth formulas, I was rocking in my seat to the tune of the first two chapters.
And of course, Rupert's writing style is so perfect that it is one aspect of the book that could never be captured on the screen.
Some novels read like screenplays--Rosemary's Baby is one that comes to mind, and presumably that is what the author has his eyes on. But Rupert's writing is clearly focused on the printed page.
And funny. Did I mention funny?