EurekaSex, drugs, cinema and stardom in a glorious technicolor romp through London's Swinging Sixties. Powered by a satisfactorily pacy plot and oiled by Quinn's effortless prose, this is a book that slips down as easily as a gin and it Guardian. Summer, 1967. As London shimmers in a heat haze and swoons to the sound of Sergeant Pepper, a mystery filmEurekais being shot by German wunderkind Reiner Werther Kloss. The screenwriter, Nat Fane, would do anything