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Curso introductorio del estudio de la circulación de fluidos por el interior de conducciones y de aparatos utilizados en las industrias de proceso. La obra tiene un carácter práctico pero no abandona el rigor que caracteriza cualquier publicación científica. Incluye ejercicios resueltos y herramientas pedagógicas para la resolución de los problemas más complicados.
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Serge A. Storms returns!
The world's most lovable serial killer is back, bringing together an Oscar-worthy cast of Sunshine State nut jobs with his insatiable passion for All Things Florida.
During this latest cavalcade of nonstop felonies--from Tampa to Fort Lauderdale to Orlando--Serge finds time to resurrect his obsession with movies, particularly those showcasing his beloved home state. And he wants answers! Why aren't more films shot here? How come the ones that are stink so bad? And what's up with filming "Florida" scenes in California? Then there's the cryptic message from his grandfather, Sergio, telling him to go to Los Angeles to uncover a mysterious secret from the distant past.
It's too much of a coincidence. It's fate.
Naturally, Serge, accompanied by his substance-sustained sidekick, Coleman, must immediately hop a transcontinental flight to straighten out Hollywood once and for all. But, of course, being Serge, his mission is sidetracked by perpetual detours to irresistible celluloid landmarks . . . and intrigue.
Meanwhile, in Burbank, production of what may become the most expensive flop in Tinseltown history is interrupted by the brazen abduction of the female lead.
Meanwhile, a couple of midwestern dreamers head west for their shot at fame--and find it at the center of a celebrity murder investigation.
And even more meanwhile, infamous studio heads Ian and Mel Glick continue to produce juggernaut high-grossing dreck, casting-couch perversion, and cocaine hijinks.
But there's more. Much more.
How is the Japanese mafia involved? The Alabama mafia? Is the castrating cult throwing a membership party? Will Coleman survive his binge at the Belushi hotel? Who can defuse the nuclear bomb? It all comes crashing together in a breathtaking climactic sequence that prompts an enthusiastic Serge to proclaim: "Two thumbs way, way up!"
So come on in and grab a seat. The show's about to start. . . .
Reviews (4)
Publisher's Weekly Review
Having previously taken on dirty politics and corporate scandal, Dorsey now skewers Hollywood in his eighth over-the-top novel. Serge Storms (who insists he's not a serial killer because he gets no joy out of it; he's just doing his duty) strikes again (Torpedo Juice; Cadillac Beach; etc.) with his strung-out sidekick, Coleman. Serge's new obsession is insisting that his beloved Florida be represented accurately in the movies and he's even taking a crack at writing a screenplay. He and Coleman end up in L.A., where mayhem ensues, most notably the kidnapping and murder of starlet Ally Street. Dorsey's cartoonish characters include the Glick brothers, slimy, coke-snorting owners of Vistamax Studios; ruthless director Werner B. Potemkin, whose over-budget/behind-schedule blockbusters cost people their lives; and unscrupulous agent Tori Gersh, who uses a rape accusation to secure a leading role for her client. Incorporating Ed McMahon and the prize van, Japanese investors and a trip to the Playboy Mansion, Dorsey takes wacky to a new level that readers will either love or hate. The litmus test is whether readers laugh when Serge tells the nursing home mogul he's about to kill that there is good news: "I just saved a bunch of money on my car insurance." (Apr.) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved
Booklist Review
The manic (in fact, more like maniacal) Serge Storms, along with his always stoned, always clueless sidekick Coleman, are back for their eighth outrageous adventure. This time the boys are headed to Hollywood on an escapade that begins, innocently enough, with a letter written by Serge's recently deceased grandfather. The duo hits Tinseltown with a bang (literally) and is soon embroiled in a caper involving a kidnapped starlet, the Japanese yakuza, redneck gangsters, bumbling cops, and twin-brother movie producers who give new meaning to the term casting couch. Serge and Coleman are an Abbott and Costello for the new millennium as they bumble their way from one ridiculous exploit to another while still saving the girl and giving the bad guys their just deserts. This screwball neo-noir is recommended for all popular fiction collections. --Michael Gannon Copyright 2006 Booklist
Kirkus Review
Just because Florida fanatic Serge A. Storms (Cadillac Beach, 2004, etc.) is crazy doesn't mean he's stupid, as he deftly demonstrates in Dorsey's latest romp. Vistamax is in deep doo-doo, as even Mel and Ian Glick, the coked-up twin brothers who run the studio, acknowledge. Their annual prestige production, All That Glitters, is a bazillion dollars overbudget, and director Werner B. Potemkin is demanding daily rewrites, the latest of which combines the attack on the Death Star with the parting of the Red Sea. Agent Tori Gersh is threatening to put the kibosh on the brothers' hobby of raping starlets unless they put Ally Street, her client and their latest conquest, in a leading role. But before you can say "Print it!," Ally disappears after a chat with Ford Oelman, a Vistamax prop man the Glick brothers fire after stealing his script. The property in question is a caper based on the Alabama scam run by Sergio Storms, granddad of none other than little Serge, who's come out West to explain to the film industry why films about Florida shouldn't be shot in Coronado. Of course, with Serge at the helm, quite a few other things get shot, as well as nail-gunned and slammed in car trunks, as he whips up a climax even Potemkin couldn't have anticipated. Less manic but more devious than previous outings, Dorsey's latest makes his freewheeling hero a bi-coastal phenomenon. Copyright ©Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.
Library Journal Review
The Big Bamboo is an actual cocktail lounge in Kissimmee, FL, that serves as a hangout for killer/conman Serge Storms and his disreputable friends, including dope-addicted sidekick Coleman. Yet most of the action in this eighth book (after Torpedo Juice) to feature hyper-lunatic Serge takes place in L.A., where Serge is hired to kidnap actress Ally Street. Because the book is a lampoon of everyone's worst impressions of Hollywood, it has a kind of slapstick humor that will keep readers grinning from the first page. The laugh riot really takes off when Serge puts a nylon stocking over his face, makes a film commentary, and sends it to a television news station as a kind of offbeat ransom note. This book has everything you'd ever want in a sleazy Hollywood B movie-immoral studio owners, high-maintenance actresses, the party that never stops, little guys trying to get their big break in film, the Yakuza, the Alabama mafia, freeway driving, and a big Hollywood finish on a movie set where all the forces finally come together. Howlingly funny! Rated R for language and adult situations. [See Prepub Alert, LJ 12/05.]-Ken St. Andre, Phoenix P.L. (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.