How different are the cautious routines of ordinary life from the compulsions of a killer? How reliable is even the most reliable man’s identity? What finally is the truth about a person?
In Tropic Moon, Simenon, the master of the psychological novel, offers an incomparable picture of degeneracy and corruption in a colonial outpost.
An actor and a divorcée meet in a deserted New York City bar. With little in common save loneliness, middle age, and a presentiment of escape, they improvise a love story.