Book Review: Beautiful Children by Charles Bock

Las Vegas didn’t earn its reputation as “Sin City” on its own. It took the concerted efforts of millions of tourists, who flocked there for various indulgences, to secure this distinction for the city. But Charles Bock, in his debut novel Beautiful Children, looks at the homegrown vices in the city where he was born - and they can match anything the visitors could hope to muster. 

Don't expect to find many examples of clean, wholesome living in this book. Bock’s Las Vegas is populated by strippers and druggies, juvenile delinquents and adult bookstore proprietors, scammers and brawlers – and, yes, a few gamblers. After all, this is Las Vegas. But the largest group represented here are runaways. “Really, when you look at it,” one of them comments midway through the novel, "Vegas is a good place to run to.”

The central character in Beautiful Children, Newell Ewing, is a missing twelve year-old, possibly a runaway. But he too is homegrown, not running to Las Vegas, but away from it. Or so his parents, Lincoln and Lorraine Ewing, hope. The alternatives are simply too painful to contemplate – their son dead or kidnapped or otherwise victimized. But they don’t know why he would run, and can only guess where.

You can tell the novelist sympathizes with the plight of his characters. He even includes an appendix with information on resources and organizations for runaways and their loved ones. But he does not make his characters too sympathetic. Newell is as much a victimizer as a victim, and almost every character in the book is angry or deluded or manipulative or just plain nasty.

And they look the part. The folks who strut on the stage in Beautiful Children are mostly pierced and tattooed, or maimed and limping, or suffering from lice or some nutritional deficiency. Tattoos, in particular, play an important part in the plot; a get-rich scheme involving 3-D tattoos bounces around from character to character. What a great way to make some bucks! But it turns out to be easier to make money in adult entertainment, or just robbing a person or a convenience store. If there is a tawdrier bunch of folks in Las Vegas, I don’t want to meet them.

Article Author: Ted Gioia

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