Two notoriously vicious guns-for-hire pursue their target as gold fever sweeps the 1850s frontier. This darkly comic western follows the brothers' quirky misadventures as narrator Eli starts to doubt their gunslinging way of life. The style is a combination of magical realism, stream of... read more
Eli and Charlie sisters are feared murderers and gunslingers working for the Commodore, an unsavory and ruthless man with much power. Currently they are in pursuit of one, Hermann Kermit Warm who slighted the Commodore. Mr. Henry Morris, another employee is scouting and spying after Warm,... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
Eli and Charlie sisters are feared murderers and gunslingers working for the Commodore, an unsavory and ruthless man with much power. Currently they are in pursuit of one, Hermann Kermit Warm who slighted the Commodore. Mr. Henry Morris, another employee is scouting and spying after Warm, awaiting the arrival of the Sisters brothers. After a long and arduous journey in which Eli gets attached to his one eyed horse Tub, they reach their destination. Much to their surprise they find Warm and Morris gone, with only a journal left behind. The journal tells an incredible tale of Warm's invention to help sift gold from rivers. Warm developed a liquid which causes the gold to glow. Apparently Morris decided to change his life and join Warm in this business endeavor. The Sisters brothers head up to the mountains and make peace with the two. However, during their first experiment of sifting gold, the material burns Morris and Warm badly, and they both die. Charlie loses his arm, and on the way back Eli and Charlie lose everything else. In the end Eli kills the Commodore and they both return home to mama.
“They are lining up to pay it. The whores are working fifteen-hour shifts and are said to make thousands of dollars per day. Pg. 173”man on San Francisco street
“Every man who has ever held a position has thought about quitting. Pg. 213”Charlie Sisters
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