The big red-headed Queenslander, Les Norton, is back in another non-stop adventure. Thrills, spills, sex and humour - all the much-loved trademarks are back in abundance.
Les figured by tossing $50,000 into the Gull's movie he'd become the next Sam Goldwyn. Only someone put a bomb on the film set. And who gets the blame? Now Norton's a fugitive from the law, desperate to prove his innocence.
Satanists, drug dealers, nutty poets, blabbermouth disc jockeys - everybody between Sydney, the Blue Mountains and South Australia wants a piece of Les Norton, movie magnate. Alias Forrest McNamara, book publisher. Alias Conrad Ullrich, company director. And Norman Bates's mother. The only person who found the real Les Norton was the May Queen - with a little help from the Avis navigator.
So what are Norton's chances of clearing his name and coming up smelling of roses? VFO. But rely on Les to come up smelling of something.
