Real Life

Bol

Ian Bloom wrote Real Life at age 35, returning from Japan and Switzerland, between the art market and what it conceals. Written in Los Angeles as the smoke cleared after Fate and King Kong, this is a sequel in spirit - but it doesn't follow. It leads.Real Life is a noir epic of art-world espionage, forged identities, and off-ledger power. At the center is a nameless Art Dealer: former white knight, black-bag broker, a man summoned back to his origin city, New York - not to reclaim it, but to rewire it. The mission is simple: retrieve lost masterpieces. Monet. Van Gogh. Rembrandt. But it is never about the paintings. It is about leverage. Legacy. Meaning.From Chelsea lofts to Bowery bunkers, Tribeca forgers to Upper East power syndicates, Bloom constructs a chess game of high art and higher deception - where collectors operate like cartels, beauty functions as currency, and trust is weaponized. Real Life reads like The Thomas Crown Affair reimagined by John Le Carré and written in the afterglow of Heat. Precise, stylish, and ruthlessly cinematic.A crooked mirror held up to the American soul.Bloom's prose - taut, silent, lethal. New York is not backdrop but battleground. Every room is a test. Every exchange, a negotiation between power and truth, shadow and silhouette, old gods and new markets. A return. A reckoning.This is Real Life.

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Pagina's: 88, Hardcover, Natural Press