She calls herself Rune. She lives a downtown life and works running errands for a couple of documentary filmakers. At twenty-one, she's nowhere, and that's not where she wants to be. So, armed with a borrowed Betacam, she embarks on a freelance career of making movies herself. Unfortunately her first attempt - within the hallowed walls of the XXX ...
She calls herself Rune. She lives a downtown life and works running errands for a couple of documentary filmakers. At twenty-one, she's nowhere, and that's not where she wants to be. So, armed with a borrowed Betacam, she embarks on a freelance career of making movies herself. Unfortunately her first attempt - within the hallowed walls of the XXX Velvet Venus Theatre - was unexpectedly interesting. A bomb takes out half the cinema and a number of patrons. Rune, however, sees the possibilities and decides to track the culprit through the New York underworld - with her camera in tow, as well as Bomb Squad Detective Sam Healy. And thus begins her journey into the heart of the city of neon nightmares...
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Publishers Weekly, 1990-06-15 When a porno movie theater is blown up in Times Square, 21-year-old film production assistant Rune (no last name given) decides that this is the chance to realize her dream of making her own film. Using the bombing as a hook for a documentary on pornography, she interviews Shelly Lowe, a major porn star. Rune is just getting into the film when another explosion kills Shelly. Evidence points to a religious cult, but Rune teams up with a quirky bomb squad detective, Sam Healy, to discover the real murderer. Since Rune's method of operation is unorthodox (including breaking into offices and buying false IDs), Sam extricates her from some bizarre predicaments and then becomes her lover. Rune's pursuit of the killer takes her behind the scenes of legitimate theater and into the seamy world of pornography. She is an offbeat heroine with a mixture of spunk and naivete. Deaver ( Manhattan Is My Beat ) writes compellingly about New York's sordid side, but his portrayal of Shelly as a gifted actress and aspiring playwright is hard to credit. Still, his fast-paced whodunit is saved by surprising twists near the end. (July)
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