sex with
needles
Monday, February 24, 2014
Monday, February 17, 2014
Pulp Poem of the Week
There’s point driving
the getaway car
if nobody’s going
to get away.
Donald E. Westlake
Bad News
2001
Monday, February 10, 2014
Pulp Poem of the Week
A little man—
a clerk or a butcher—
he can hide for a while,
but a guy so dumb
he can only make dough
writing words on paper—
he ain’t got a chance.
Steve Fisher
I Wake Up Screaming
1941
Sunday, February 9, 2014
Book Review: Donald E. Westlake, Bad News (2001)
An excellent Dortmunder in which Westlake succumbs to his weakness for low-hanging fruit only when he has to name law firms. (Kleinberg, Rhineberg, Steinberg, Weinberg & Klatsch, anyone?) This time out, Dortmunder helps to create a false heir to 1/3 of an Indian casino, and much of the fun is the route by which he ends up participating in this job that is far from his usual line of (illegal) work. While Bad News lacks the (surprising) gravitas of some of the preceding novels in the series, by this point the members of Dortmunder's crew (Stan, Tiny, Murch, Murch's mom) have (surprisingly?) passed the threshold of LOVABLE, and time spent with them is time delightfully spent. Grade A-