‘Serious, morally complex, structurally rich and bitterly funny’
Independent on Sunday


Bruce shoots movies. Wayne and Scout shoot to kill. In a single night they find out the hard way what's real and what's not, who's the hero and who's the villain. The USA watches slack-jawed as Bruce and Wayne together resolve some serious questions. How is it possible to get shot dead live? Does art imitate life or does life simply imitate bad art? And why, if murder is acceptable on prime-time TV, is the f-word not?

I grabbed this book before my dad could leave it somewhere!