There are many alternate titles befitting to Geoff Schumacher's book Sun, Sin & Suburbia: An Essential History of Modern Las Vegas. One is Las Vegas Hotels: Everything You Need (and Don't Need) to Know. Another is The Suburbs of Las Vegas: Turning Deserts into Crowded Communal Playgrounds. But truth be told, the best name for this book as a whole is The Over-Glorification of Las Vegas: Now with Less Sin!
Sun, Sin & Suburbia is a fact-heavy, 264-page salute to Las Vegas' past, present and future. Schumacher does well to use the expertise of others when necessary, quoting many authors and Vegas experts rather than mustering up regurgitated explanations of his own. But the book itself lacks fluidity and feels sectional. In one chapter you're reading about eccentric aviator/businessman/billionaire Howard Hughes and his infamous urine-filled mason jars. Another chapter pieces together how the Hoover Dam, WWII and a magnesium plant were all instrumental in the growth of the Las Vegas Valley. Then there's an extensive ode to the entire history of Las Vegas' sustainability as a tourist destination, starting with downtown's early casinos and ending with today's (and tomorrow's) all-inclusive, themed, 24-hour resorts on the Strip.
Schumacher's book also details how big-buck developers sprouted expandable mega-communities after land-swaps with the government. While the growth and prosperity of places like Summerlin, Henderson and Green Valley are fine examples of modern towns built to support the needs of a rapidly increasing population, they remain mass-built neighborhoods modeled so that more and more housing can be added, stretching further and further into the Nevada wilderness.
Schumacher is far too celebratory of "Sin City" (in fact, the way he tells it, there isn't much sin in the city at all. Perhaps he never noticed the all the strip joints, massage parlors and ads for escorts?). One heavy topic missing from the pages of Sun, Sin and Suburbia is a discussion of Las Vegas' significant homeless population. A February 2007 Associated Press article reported that Nevada has one of the nation's highest per capita rates of homelessness, with the majority of this population residing in Las Vegas.
Take a drive up Las Vegas Boulevard, a few miles north of the Strip, and you'll find rows of tents lining the sidewalks that surround the Clark County welfare building, the Catholic Charities soup kitchen, and the Salvation Army's local office. This downtown "tent city" represents a small portion of the estimated 12,000 homeless that inhabit the Las Vegas Valley, according to an April 2008 Las Vegas Sun article. Yet Schumacher makes no mention of Las Vegas' homeless problem. Granted, his book was published in 2004, a few years before the above articles were written, but such staggering statistics didn't appear out of the thin, Mojave Desert air. The problem was brewing, and Schumacher ignores the issue altogether.
Schumacher's book often reads like a brochure for the Las Vegas Housing Promotion Authority.* For example, in the chapter titled "Lap of Luxury: Las Vegas Goes Upscale," Schumacher writes:
Urban amenities are plentiful, from dependable electricity and a steady stream of clean water coming out of the faucet to some of the world's finest entertainment and dining options. Housing in the valley is as attractive and diverse as anywhere in the American West. p.220
The most engaging part of Sun, Sin & Suburbia is the section about Howard Hughes. Up to this point in the book (Chapter 4 of 11, yikes), any mention of Hughes would conjure up images from an old Simpsons episode where Mr. Burns becomes germaphobic after opening a casino in Springfield. (He holes himself up in the casino's top floor, growing long hair and nails, and wearing Kleenex boxes on his feet.) Fortunately for me, Schumacher published a whole book on the subject in 2008, titled Howard Hughes: Power, Paranoia & Palace Intrigue.
In Sun, Sin & Suburbia, Schumacher talks to the right people and highlights important Vegas movers and shakers (there's an exquisite section dedicated to the doings of Hank Greenspun, former editor and publisher of the Las Vegas Sun). He also stretches out the timeline of Las Vegas -- year by year, hotel by hotel, casino by casino. And there's plenty about Steve Wynn. Still, the book glosses over Vegas' seedier underbelly of sex culture and poverty. Schumacher paints a pretty picture, but it's incomplete.
















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