The Yugo by Jason Vuic, 2009

There's a thesis holding that once Napoleon made warfare dangerous and barbaric, capitalism became the new arena in which gentlemen displayed their martial prowess. If that's the case, then Malcom Bricklin is capitalism's Bowie or Crockette or whoever it was that got slaughtered at the Alamo. Bricklin was a serial (and often parallel when he could get away with it) entrepreneur who specialized in automobiles. After some modest success with Subaru and an almost pre-ordained failure with the Bricklin sports car, he hit upon the car that rocked American culture for a little while in the mid-1980s: the Yugo, a cheap, poorly-made car produced by a workers' collective in independently communist Yugoslavia.

A story of the Yugo from birth through life to death covers a lot of territory - global manufacture and trade, State Department Cold War policy, the U.S. regulatory system, the ol' financial hornswoggle, Balkan history - and this book is on top of it all. Although the story is shaggy, the book is tight, focusing mainly on the Yugo and Bricklin, but with lots of short and pertinent asides along the way.