Showing posts with label FFB REVIEWS. Show all posts
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Friday, November 21, 2025
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Friday, April 19, 2024
Barry Ergang's FFB Review: Fast One by Paul Cain
From the massive archive…
I can enthusiastically recommend Fast One
to any reader who loves the hardboiled school—especially from the pulp era—but
don’t ask me for a detailed plot summary. That’s next to impossible. Suffice it
to say that a tough character named Gerry Kells, who is visiting L.A. from New
York and who seems to know every major racket boss in southern California, is
in the first chapter framed for a murder he didn’t commit, and who spends the
remainder of the book either dodging or deliberately confronting cops and hoods
with words, fists, and firearms. Along the way he considers trying to take over
L.A.‘s rackets himself.
It’s an aptly titled book because the story roars
along at a hectic pace. The pace is aided in no small measure by Cain's
staccato prose style, which almost redefines “lean and mean.” But the pace and
the story’s complexity are the book’s undoing because there is no
characterization for readers to relate to. Most of the players—including the
principal female—are referred to only by their last names. The absence of
character definition reduces them to mere names on the page. It’s frequently an
effort trying to recall from one chapter to another who's who and who's done
what to whom.
Fast One has long been hailed as the ne plus ultra
of hardboiled gangster tales by the likes of Bill Pronzini, E.R. Hagemann, and
Raymond Chandler. David A. Bowman, in his introductory essay to the 1987 Black
Lizard edition I have, writes: “Cain took the hardboiled style as far as anyone
would want to. Fast One is the Antarctica of hardboiled writing. There is
nowhere else to go.”
Forget about any insights into the human condition
or any other sorts of profound meanings. Just buckle up and go along on the
wild ride.
For more on this novel or the Golden Age of
Detection follow the link to the GA Detection wiki. http://gadetection.pbwiki.com/Fast-One
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Barry Ergang © 2007, 2014, 2024
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FFB Review: THE DEATH GODS (2011) by Richard S. Prather Reviewed by Barry Ergang
From the magnificently massive archive…
I’ve
been a fan of Richard S. Prather’s Shell Scott detective series since I was in
my early teens—which means roughly 55 years ago as of this writing. The Sure Thing was published in 1975,
and that seemed to be the end of the series. But 1986 and 1987 brought us,
respectively, The Amber Effect and Shellshock—and then nothing more. Those seemed to be the last two Shell
Scott capers.
Sometime
in the early 2000s, I discovered a website devoted to Prather and his work. No
longer accessible, it included a lengthy interview of Prather conducted a
couple of months prior to his death by Linda Pendleton, wife of the late Don
Pendleton, who was best known for his series about one Mack Bolan, a.k.a. The Executioner. The interview mentioned
an unpublished Shell Scott manuscript of considerable length, but with no
indication as to whether it was ready for publication, let alone whether it
even had a prospective publisher. I could only hope it would eventually appear.
It was published posthumously (Prather died in 2007), and I eagerly snagged a
copy of the print edition to complete my collection.
In my review of Double
in Trouble, which Prather co-authored with Stephen Marlowe, I quoted
a chapter opening in which Scott says, “My joyously anticipatory emotion was
all shot to hell.” That pretty much sums up my take, alas, on The Death Gods the premise of which is
pretty basic. Scott is hired by Dr. Henry Hernandez, an M.D. who fervently
believes in the homeopathic ( as opposed to the allopathic) approach to medicine,
to find out who tried to kill him; to find out what happened to his dog Rusty,
who chased the van that almost ran down his parent (I hate the term “pet owner”); and to locate the
recently-vanished Guenther and Helga Vunger, patients the doctor cured of the
deadly disease IFAI (pronounced “eye-fie”) that threatens to wipe out everyone
on the planet.
IFAI stands for “Invariably Fatal
Acquired Illness,” neither a cure nor preventative vaccine for which has yet
been developed, but which is being worked on by the esteemed Dr. William
Wintersong at the Omega Medical Research Institute, owned by the well-connected
billionaire Hobart Belking of Belking-Gray Pharmaceuticals, Inc. In the course
of his investigation, Scott must confront both of them. It’s not a spoiler to
state that, unlike many another Shell Scott story, this isn’t a whodunit, that
the bad guys are obvious early on—and that I’ve just named them. As the story
progresses, situations become messy enough that Scott could eventually find
himself in prison if the bad guys or their henchmen don’t kill him first. He
must find a way to convince the authorities that these prominent and respected
men are criminals, and that he and Hernandez are innocent.
In a prefatory note, Linda Pendleton,
who is credited as editor and publisher, writes of The Death Gods and Richard S. Prather: “I believe it will be
considered his ‘masterpiece,’ in the clever way he used his character, Shell
Scott, to bring forth his own beliefs and deep passion about a subject he held
dear to his heart for many, many years.”
I believe Ms. Pendleton
may be the only reader who will think so.
The so-called “editing” is atrocious.
The book is rife with grammatical, spelling and punctuation errors (note the
unnecessary comma after “masterpiece,” as well as the quotation marks around
it, in the Pendleton quote above). It contains some sentences that make no
sense whatsoever, suggesting that Pendleton published the text of a manuscript
Prather himself never had a chance to proofread and revise, and which she made
no effort to correct herself. It contains sentences that are missing key words.
Then there’s the glaring error
concerning a character’s name. In the first chapter, the reader meets the
novel’s principal female character, a writer Scott says is named Dane Zanie.
But the next time she appears, and from that point on, her name is Dane Smith.
At 411 pages (it starts on page 9, ends
on 420), The Death Gods is too long. The
inordinate length is attributable in large part to long and often repetitive
harangues against the medical establishment by Dr. Hernandez. They go on for
several chapters. Whether they agree or disagree, wholly or partly, with his
positions on allopathic medicine, the pharmaceutical industry, animal research,
vaccinations, and pollution, I can easily imagine some readers mentally
shouting, “All right already! I get
it! Can we get back to the action now?” Others will simply put the book down
and never pick it up again. There are also some descriptions of people and
locations throughout that suffer from needless repetition.
If the book were cut to about half its
length, with just enough of Dr. Hernandez’s polemic included to make his—and
the author’s—points without bludgeoning readers, it would work as a thriller.
In its present form, and especially at its present length, I can only recommend
it to Prather completists possessed of a great deal of patience.
Sensitive readers need to be aware that the story contains some extremely grisly moments. Those offended by profanity should be aware that the story contains some, though it’s nowhere near as prevalent as in many other modern mystery novels.
Barry Ergang ©2015, 2022
Derringer Award-winner Barry Ergang’s written work has appeared in numerous publications, print and electronic. Some of it is available at Amazon and at Smashwords. His website is http://www.writetrack.yolasite.com/.
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