William P. McGivern gave us The Big Heat and Rogue Cop and other noir classics. He ground out a lot of comic fantasy and space opera as well, a selection of which has been assembled into this massive Wildside collection. There is quite a lot of undemanding fun to be had here.
The fantasy tales, mostly from Amazing Stories c. 1941, make up the first half of the book, and they are both very accomplished and incredibly formulaic. In nearly every story we have the same basic components: a nebbishy white-collar protagonist who gets into serious trouble at his job; a fellow-employee/girlfriend who falls into the clutches of a hateful rival as a result; and a peculiar acquaintance who, by one bizarre means or another, confers a special power on the hapless hero, enabling him to surmount all his difficulties. Reading several of these yarns in succession should be tedious, but McGivern is plainly enjoying himself, and his enthusiasm is infectious. In the end, one actually anticipates with pleasure the inventive, even absurd ways which McGivern devises to refresh obvious and hackneyed ideas, and he writes with such unfailing exuberance and good humour as to disarm criticism. It's all pure 1940s comic fantasy, and those familiar with contemporary Hollywood product will recognize the mood, somewhere between The Devil and Miss Jones, the Topper films, and a Republic serial. Of these, my favourite is "The Masterful Mind of Mortimer Meek", which deploys even more irony and ridiculous dry wit than the others.
Space opera clearly did not inspire McGivern to the same degree, although none of the sf stories are actually dull. Several are enlivened by unexpected misanthropy, such as "The Giant from Jupiter", which also possesses curiosity value in that it appears to be based on the mysterious and still controversial UFO 'raid' over Los Angeles which occurred a few months prior to publication; others reverse one's expectation of wartime pop fiction, such as "Monsoons of Death", where the orthodox military action hero is reduced a cringing wreck while the unheroic civilian 'coward' saves the day. Bradbury probably read "Safari to the Lost Ages" and tucked the plot germ away in his brain, where it eventually developed into "A Sound of Thunder". Two stories about "Captain Stinky" (that's Captain Ebeneezer Scragg, damn your eyes!), who pilots a space scow which retrieves garbage from interplanetary liners, seem a promising start to a series, but I have no idea if McGivern gave the whole pleasantly proletarian premise any further development.
McGivern is a heart-on-the-sleeve writer, and the intensity of feeling he engenders in these utterly commercial stories can be surprising. The most memorable instance of this is "Peter Fereny's Death Cell", in which a man on Death Row gets the chance to save himself at the expense of an innocent and kindly alien race. This is perhaps the one story in the collection which completely escapes the pulp ghetto, and its emotion seems honest and unsullied by commerce.
Recommended to all fans of pulp. I'm looking forward to the second volume.