This was the first whiff, the first rush, the first crush I had for Carl Hiaasen. This is still one of his funniest books to date and has an unbelievable cast of characters: Cuban revenge squads who can't make a bomb that works; northern immigrants who can't swim and an alligator named Pavlov that can't play bridge. Once you read this, you will come to know Hiaasen's style: the characters and the criticisms change but the format is usually the same and some of the characters reappear in other books. His books should be wonderful screenplays--he is as screenworthy as is Elmore Leonard--but the only screenplay made of a book of his to date that I know of is Strip Tease (all his novels have two word titles). Strip Tease had one inspired moment: casting Burt Reynolds as the lecherous Florida politician in the pocket of the Cuban sugar industry, but the rest of the film was a disaster, starting with Demi Moore. So since one doesn't know if any more films will be made of Hiaasen's books and since the only one filmed stunk, read, read, read and enjoy.