If you are going to publish a book of secrets, they might as well be sordid. Who wants to read about a bunch of banal secrets anyway? So right away, The Sordid Secrets of Las Vegas, 247 Seedy, Sleazy and Scandalous Mysteries of Sin City (Adams Media, $14) has some big promises to keep. Where are the bodies buried? (Out in the desert, according to “secret” No. 168. Revealing stuff there.) What really goes on in the kitchens of those high-dollar restaurants? (“Secret” No. 79: They sell a really big burrito at the Sahara’s NASCAR Café. Wow.)
And right away the book by Quentin Parker, Paula Munier and Susan Reynolds fails to deliver. There are a few interesting tidbits—secret No. 193 tells us about the Las Vegas website MyFreeImplants.com that helps flat-chested, broke ladies look like porn stars—but what you really have here is another Las Vegas guidebook regurgitating the stuff we already know. The tone is snarkier than your average gee-whiz travel primer, but there’s nothing to see here, move along.