COUNTDOWN: Mid-20th Century North American Crime
BOOK 200 (of 250)
HOOK - 3 stars: Hammer hears, on page one, screams that resemble "total hysteria". Then he discovers the screams are from a child who has stumbled upon a dead body among a "part of New York that was being gutted to make room for a new skyline." Who is dead? What did the child see?
PACE - 2: Rather disjointed at times, as the first half of this feels like a police procedural. Hammer does get involved in violence in the second half, but that last half of the book reads like a who-done-it.
PLOT - 2: The dead woman is wearing a rather erotic negligee and seems to be related to another death in which a woman is found wearing the same type of negligee but in another color. When a third and older murder comes into play, we learn this victim was wearing a third color, this time a white negligee. There are tons of red herrings as this novel turns into a who-did-it and I found the resolution odd, weak, and the book the oddest of all the 10 Hammer/Spillane books I've read (this is the 10th for me and yes, the first nine were absolutely worth the trip!)
CAST - 3: The best part of this novel is the cast. There is Hammer and Velda, of course. Then the beautiful Greta Service, who knows all 3 murdered ladies. Her brother, Harry Service, is in prison (put there by Hammer) and writes Hammer and asks him to find Greta, as Harry hasn't heard from her in a while, thus Hammer is thrust into the case. Captain Pat Chambers is here, solid and full of suspect concerning Hammer's actions, which usually result in deaths. A subplot involves a Ronald Miller who is a big shot at Pericon Chemicals, the maker of a deadly C-130 which can be washed into clothing then washed out again. Interesting. Spillane names a big-shot reporter Hy Gardner in a clear shout-out to the Earl Stanley variety. I think there is a specific reason for this, as perhaps Spillane borrowed a plot element from Gardner and acknowledges it. And, as I said before, this is no typical Spillane/Hammer novel. Then there is the wealthy Gerald Ute and Belar Ris, the later involved in black market medicines. Ali, a steward on a freighter, is apparently bringing drugs into the U.S., handing them to Lorenzo, a pimp. Cleo is a commercial artist and paints Hammer in the nude. There are more people and more stories and no, they do not come together at all. But the cast is diverse: I just don't know what went wrong other than, at the end, Spillane just didn't know how to tie everything together. Oh, and a character, Dulcie, that feels just like Juno (from a previous Hammer novel) and Spillane hints all over the book of lesbians but I don't know why.
ATMOSPHERE -2: Not a word about the freighter. A few words about dumpy hotels. One character says "He's still got diplomatic immunity" about another character, so Spillane touches on international politics and spies, or something. Then drops the issue as if he realizes he is treading into unknown waters, but in 1967 Bond was HUGE and Spillane perhaps wanted to take a bite. It doesn't work. It's like when Agatha Christie tries to write an international spy thriller: not bad, it just doesn't work either.
SUMMARY: 2.4. This novel is far removed from the first nine Spillane/Hammer books. It's all over the place in theme and at the end, I wasn't sure if I understood the explanation or not. Spillane can turn a phrase and write good action scenes, and he does here. It just didn't come together for me.