I just read this for the second time, having run out of reading material, and enjoyed it again. Block is an excellent writer, making an interesting read in spite of an unlikely plot. The club of 31 is quite uninteresting, yet Block managed to hold my interest with his great character development and descriptive writing.
I have to say, though, I am tired, fed up with the AA stuff. Block's depiction of the AA crowd is accurate, I think, based on my experience with a friend, and his buddies from AA. They spend the rest of their lives telling everyone they can about how bad they were, with obvious nostalgia for the bad old days. It is inescapable, though, that they are losers before and after their joining AA. Maybe that is Block's point, as Scudder is a flat personality, whose outlook is grim, and basically boring outside occasional excitment during his investigations.
Is Block an alcoholic?