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Showing posts with label Washington DC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Washington DC. Show all posts
Tuesday, 5 March 2019
Majic Man - Max Allan Collins
Majic Man (1999) is the tenth of Collins's Nate Heller series. If you think that's a lot, you seriously underestimate Max Allan Collins. A glance at the list on his website will soon put you right. For someone who has written so much, I am amazed at the standard Collins consistently achieves. Majic Man is no exception.
The thing with Heller is that he has been involved in every American major crime/unsolved mystery in the second half of the 20th century. Now, in retirement, he is committing his secrets to paper.
The stories are therefore based on fact. The fact comes from a reasonable amount of research - and Collins names his sources in quite a useful literature review at the back.
The year is 1949 and PI Nate is hired by James Forrestal, President Truman's Defense Secretary because he believes someone is out to get him. Certainly the powers-that-be are on his case. Very soon he is forced out of office on health grounds and confined to the psychiatric unit at Bethesda Naval Hospital in Maryland. Is this because he was a keen financier of Hitler before the war - or because of something he knows from his time in government? And by the way, this much is all historical - that's Forrestal's photo on the cover.
The cover also gives away the second string of the novel. Is the Roswell Incident, the 'UFO' crash and possible military capture of a surviving alien, what Forrestal knew about? Nate heads for New Mexico to investigate. Nate and presumably his author - reach fascinating conclusions. The entire novel is fascinating thanks to the way Collins combines history and (disputed) fact with all the tropes of postwar noir crime fiction.
I really enjoyed Quarry's Choice last year and I loved Majic Man. Fortunately there are heaps of Collins's mammoth oeuvre still to tackle.
Friday, 4 May 2018
Drama City - George Pelecanos
Drama City (2005) is one of Pelecanos's slice of life stories, set on the dark side of Washington DC. The title is meant to be a play on the two drama masks, comedy and tragedy, but there is no comedy here. It's all tragedy and, as in the classical model, it is all inevitable. It is inevitable that Lorenzo Brown, ex-con going straight as dog police with the Humane Society, gets drawn back to his criminal past. It is inevitable that Rachel Lopez, his probation officer, pays the price for either her free and easy sex life or her commitment to her clients. It is inevitable that it is what happens to Rachel that forces Lorenzo back to crime - the only thing that's not inevitable is whether his slip is an one-off or permanent.
Pelecanos is best known in the UK for his collaboration with David Simon on The Wire and Treme. What Pelecanos brought to the table was his fluency in 'street'. He conjures the speech of African American gang-bangers pitch-perfectly. His characters are deftly drawn and they carry the plot with an easy, streetwise lope. Pelecanos is an absolute master of his genre. You either like it or you don't. Personally, I love it.
Sunday, 21 September 2014
The Cut - George Pelecanos
As usual, I'm reading the series the wrong way round. This is the second Spero Lucas novel I've read in the last month or so, but this is his debut. Luckily, Pelecanos is such a good writer that it makes no difference which way you read them.
Anyway Afghan vet and retriever of lost property Spero is asked by hippie defence lawyer Tom Petersen to find evidence to help the case of an underage driver who has crashed and killed his friend. Success leads him to the boy's father, another of Petersen's clients, awaiting trial for dealing marijuana. Here Pelecanos joins his friend and colleague David Simon's crusade to show the stupidity of America's War on Drugs - filling up prisons with nonviolent offenders.
Anyway, someone is stealing the dealer's deliveries and he asks Spero to recover the goods for his customary forty percent cut. From this point on the ripples of the conspiracy spread wider and wider and the violence ratchets remorselessly up.
The Derek Strange series never really hooked me (Strange gets a witty nod in The Cut, almost an acknowledgement of shared DNA) but I find Spero Lucas properly compelling. Perhaps it's the way he draws in his former comrades, now shattered one way or another. The Afghan conflict, right or wrong, adds depth and tone which really chimes with me.
Anyway Afghan vet and retriever of lost property Spero is asked by hippie defence lawyer Tom Petersen to find evidence to help the case of an underage driver who has crashed and killed his friend. Success leads him to the boy's father, another of Petersen's clients, awaiting trial for dealing marijuana. Here Pelecanos joins his friend and colleague David Simon's crusade to show the stupidity of America's War on Drugs - filling up prisons with nonviolent offenders.
Anyway, someone is stealing the dealer's deliveries and he asks Spero to recover the goods for his customary forty percent cut. From this point on the ripples of the conspiracy spread wider and wider and the violence ratchets remorselessly up.
The Derek Strange series never really hooked me (Strange gets a witty nod in The Cut, almost an acknowledgement of shared DNA) but I find Spero Lucas properly compelling. Perhaps it's the way he draws in his former comrades, now shattered one way or another. The Afghan conflict, right or wrong, adds depth and tone which really chimes with me.
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