FFB Review: BEWARE THE CURVES (1956) by A.A. Fair Reviewed by Barry Ergang

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BEWARE THE CURVES (1956) by A.A. Fair

Reviewed by Barry Ergang

Claiming he’s a writer, John Dittmar Ansel hires L.A. private investigators Donald Lam and Bertha Cool to find a man whose first name is Karl, whose last name he can’t remember, and who came from a town called Citrus Grove, a suburb of Santa Ana. Ansel says he met the man in Paris six years earlier, wants to locate him because Karl gave him a terrific idea for a story, and wants to acquire the exclusive rights to it.

They agree to take the job, Lam instinctively knowing but not telling Ansel that he realizes his assertion is false, that there’s more to it than finding someone to obtain a plot for a novel. It takes no time at all for Lam to discover that Karl is one Karl Carver Endicott, who was murdered six years earlier by a person or persons unknown. On the night it happened, however, a cabdriver dropped off a fare at Endicott’s home shortly before the time of death, a fare whose description matches that of Ansel’s.

And so begins a lean, brisk, appropriately-titled mystery novel by Erle Stanley Gardner writing under what is probably his most recognizable pseudonym. The story involves a love affair, revenge, zoning ordinances, political chicanery, and a murder trial resolved by some nifty legal surprises. The biggest difference between this and other books in this and the author’s Perry Mason series is the absence of the typical Gardner whodunit finale: the explanation of how the sleuth(s) deduced who the murderer is from clues shown to the reader.

Observation: the author has a predilection for supplying some of the male characters with middle names and recognizing them throughout—e.g., the aforementioned John Dittmar Ansel and Karl Carver Endicott, along with Cooper Franklin Hale and Charles Franklin Taber. (I wonder if Gardner noticed he gave two different people the same middle name.)

Nitpick (behave, reader, and refraining from supplying a rhyme to this category!): Asked during trial examination how she smuggled a .38 caliber revolver into Endicott’s home on the night of his murder, Helen Manning says, “In my bra.” Seriously? Nobody noticed and questioned that lopsided breast or, if in between the two of them, that strangely-shaped bulge? Or did Colt back in 1956 invent a malleable and easily-concealable .38 revolver?

Maybe it’s just me—it often is—but I was somewhat confused throughout the book because Donald Lam, despite being as “brainy” as Bertha Cool touts him to clients, frequently comes to conclusions about events that prove to be accurate, yet the reader isn’t told how he reached those conclusions. The resultant of “a legal education,” he advises “up-and-coming” defense attorney Barney Quinn how to handle Ansel’s defense. Eventually I gave up fretting about it and just coasted along in the name of fictional license for a very entertaining ride. I recommend that others do the same.

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