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After a
short introduction by Cullen Gallagher as to how the anthology “Noir Riot”
came into being it is on to the reads. There are sixteen authors in the book
representing twenty-three works of short stories and poetry. The works are
presented in alphabetic order of the authors led by Ken Bruen.
“I
almost had it together.
Man, I came as close to having it sweet as it gets.
I’d like to blame Texas, just lay it all on the home star, let
me off the
hook, throw my hands up, go
“Weren’t for this goddamn state, I’d be in clover.” (Page 1)
Our
narrator isn’t happy and that is despite the fact he loves mysteries and is
currently working through the C. J. Box cannon. He has been in Houston for five
days waiting for Ray to have a good score set up for them. But, things are not
working out right in a dark tale that, in just a few short pages, manages to
set the tone for everything to follow in the book. A highlight of “Trophy Hunt”
by Ken Bruen is the numerous references to various figures in the mystery
community.
James
is back in town in “Workman’s Comp” by James Campbell and barely hanging on.
James is also is looking for a big score and Kenny has a plan. If things go
right the two could make a very nice payday in this story set in 1962.
“A
Visit to the One-Eyed Man” by Bill Crider comes next. Ralph Merchant is well
known as the “One-Eyed Man” and he does not care that the narrator wants to
finish his bowl of chili. When the man’s enforcers show up you do as you are
told.
Two poems
“Dark Harvest” and “Homicide Duty Ain’t For The Lonely” by Thomas A Crowell,
Esq., followed by the poem “Frankford Avenue” by Melanie Dante.
Then it
is back to the stories with “Rothko’s Daughter” by Richard Godwin. Two addicts
find each other on a London street one night in a tale of art, deceit, and
more.
Deceit
is also part of the imagery in the next piece titled “The Other Man’s Wife”
also by Richard Godwin.
Miceli’s
is never crowded at lunch despite its legendary status in “Let’s Do Lunch” by
Joseph Goodrich. Larry Wynman likes to work on scripts there white eating
lunch. Normally he is left alone, but on this day Rick Turnbull shows up to
pitch an idea to he has for an upcoming film.
The
poems “Echo Park, 1949” and “The Curfew affair” (for Ross MacDonald) by Joseph
Goodrich are next.
It was
just supposed to be a fun personal ad in “Casual Encounter” by Jake Hinkson. It
was a way to blow off steam. Yet it gave the married man with a nearly dead
marriage quite the adrenalin jolt to put the ad out there. Then he got a
response and the ad suddenly became very real.
While
many tales in the book are set out in California, like Ken Bruen, Paul Krueger
set his tale in Texas. The notorious “last outlaw” One-Step Grimes is just days
away from his execution in “One-Step’s Last Meal.” He wants beer and chili for
his last meal which is easy enough. But, he wants to go one step further and
make the chili himself using the family’s secret recipe.
BV
Lawson contributes the poems “Hidden Dance” and “Waiting.”
Natasha
came back to David’s place in “Sometimes the Devil” by Daniel Moses Luft.
Entranced by her east European accent, long black hair, and a few other things
about her, David has had a very good time. The bill is about to come due in a
very big way.
Poetry
returns in a big way for the rest of the book. The cheap Saturday night special
is the “Bad Fun” as author Suzanne Lummis reminds readers before considering
the idea of “Wonder Woman, Private Eye.”
Next is
“Kept In the Dark” by Charles Rammelkamp who also offers “The Silent Scream.”
It is a
very short poem that Stephen D. Rogers offers with “My Dolls Hate Chicken
Nuggets” but by far the most disturbing.
The
poems “On Furlough” by John Ryan and “A Definition of Noir” by Gerald So are
the final two pieces of the book.
A seven
page section of short bios titled “Who’s Who” regarding the authors, editors,
and graphic designer brings the 165 page book to a close.
According
to the introduction, the title is Noir Riot because,
“Noir is the riot. It always has and always will be.”
(Page VII)
It certainly is in this case where all the tales feature chaos
and bedlam, gunfire, and the smell and sight of blood on the ground, streets,
and floors of the homes of these characters. The blood is warm, cold, and
everything in between in tales where the characters sometimes have an idea
things are going to get nasty and at other times not a clue.
This is not a read where you end up feeling good about yourself and things are tied off in a nice neat and positive way. No, this is a read where it is kill or be killed, we are all doomed, and what can appear to be a lucky break is more likely a doorway to a personally made hell on this mortal coil.
Material supplied by Lou Boxer and Cullen Gallagher in exchange for my objective review.
Kevin R. Tipple ©2015, 2022
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