Someone in the wealthy Dunbar family has blood on their hands—and only hard-as-nails Mike Hammer has the skills to unmask them—in this page-turner for fans of gritty crime fiction Taking a midnight stroll along the Hudson River, Mike Hammer gets more than he bargained a partial corpse on an ice floe. The body is that of a butler who spent the last years of his life working for a millionaire—also now deceased—and his notoriously privileged children. Were both master and servant murdered? Captain Pat Chambers thinks so. But to prove it, Hammer must travel to upstate New York to investigate the dead man’s family, all of whom have a motive for murder—and one of whom who has a taste for it.
Mickey Spillane was one of the world's most popular mystery writers. His specialty was tight-fisted, sadistic revenge stories, often featuring his alcoholic gumshoe Mike Hammer and a cast of evildoers who launder money or spout the Communist Party line.
His writing style was characterized by short words, lightning transitions, gruff sex and violent endings. It was once tallied that he offed 58 people in six novels.
Starting with "I, the Jury," in 1947, Mr. Spillane sold hundreds of millions of books during his lifetime and garnered consistently scathing reviews. Even his father, a Brooklyn bartender, called them "crud."
Mr. Spillane was a struggling comic book publisher when he wrote "I, the Jury." He initially envisioned it as a comic book called "Mike Danger," and when that did not go over, he took a week to reconfigure it as a novel.
Even the editor in chief of E.P. Dutton and Co., Mr. Spillane's publisher, was skeptical of the book's literary merit but conceded it would probably be a smash with postwar readers looking for ready action. He was right. The book, in which Hammer pursues a murderous narcotics ring led by a curvaceous female psychiatrist, went on to sell more than 1 million copies.
Mr. Spillane spun out six novels in the next five years, among them "My Gun Is Quick," "The Big Kill," "One Lonely Night" and "Kiss Me, Deadly." Most concerned Hammer, his faithful sidekick, Velda, and the police homicide captain Pat Chambers, who acknowledges that Hammer's style of vigilante justice is often better suited than the law to dispatching criminals.
Mr. Spillane's success rankled other critics, who sometimes became very personal in their reviews. Malcolm Cowley called Mr. Spillane "a homicidal paranoiac," going on to note what he called his misogyny and vigilante tendencies.
His books were translated into many languages, and he proved so popular as a writer that he was able to transfer his thick-necked, barrel-chested personality across many media. With the charisma of a redwood, he played Hammer in "The Girl Hunters," a 1963 film adaptation of his novel.
Spillane also scripted several television shows and films and played a detective in the 1954 suspense film "Ring of Fear," set at a Clyde Beatty circus. He rewrote much of the film, too, refusing payment. In gratitude, the producer, John Wayne, surprised him one morning with a white Jaguar sportster wrapped in a red ribbon. The card read, "Thanks, Duke."
Done initially on a dare from his publisher, Mr. Spillane wrote a children's book, "The Day the Sea Rolled Back" (1979), about two boys who find a shipwreck loaded with treasure. This won a Junior Literary Guild award.
He also wrote another children's novel, "The Ship That Never Was," and then wrote his first Mike Hammer mystery in 20 years with "The Killing Man" (1989). "Black Alley" followed in 1996. In the last, a rapidly aging Hammer comes out of a gunshot-induced coma, then tracks down a friend's murderer and billions in mob loot. For the first time, he also confesses his love for Velda but, because of doctor's orders, cannot consummate the relationship.
Late in life, he received a career achievement award from the Private Eye Writers of America and was named a grand master by the Mystery Writers of America.
In his private life, he neither smoked nor drank and was a house-to-house missionary for the Jehovah's Witnesses. He expressed at times great disdain for what he saw as corrosive forces in American life, from antiwar protesters to the United Nations.
His marriages to Mary Ann Pearce and Sherri Malinou ended in divorce. His second wife, a model, posed nude for the dust jacket of his 1972 novel "The Erection Set."
Survivors include his third wife, Jane Rodgers Johnson, a former beauty queen 30 years his junior; and four children from the first marriage.
He also carried on a long epistolary flirtation with Ayn Rand, an admirer of his writing.
I know who Mickey Spillane and Mike Hammer are and what their historical significance is. The former is the best-selling American writer of the twentieth century and the latter is the most important fiction character nobody remembers today.
I get all that.
But this novel was a weird place to begin. Novels that are part of a long series almost always have a recapping expository chapter where you can get a baseline for the character's personality. For what makes him special. There is none of that here, so Mike Hammer comes off a little bit like a run-of-the-mill PI, although I've enjoyed the fact that every policeman in town knows and respects him.
As for the novel itself, well... it's a mystery alright. I enjoyed that there were elements from British cozy mysteries with the dead butler and the rich family, but otherwise it was kind of run-of-the-mill too. I mean, when you don't understand what the stakes are for the main character, an investigation is just an investigation, right? No disrespect or anything. It's a competent book, but it's not exactly an emotional experience.
Another great Mike Hammer collaboration by Mickey Spillane and Max Allan collins.
This is a bit of a departure for the series, as it's really an old fashioned English style mystery, complete with creepy mansion and deadbeat relatives, only it's told in the hard-boiled style.
I've read a few of the Spillane / Collins books, and this one may just be the best of them.
Mike finds half a corpse and eventually gets involved in a murder case that eventually stretches back twenty years and brings in five victims. At the end of the book it expands even further, but I'm leaving it there to prevent spoiling the ending.
The final twists and turns are vintage Spillane and Collins does a superb job fleshing out one of the Mick's final tales.
If you are a fan of either author, this is definitely a book you need to pick and enjoy the heck out of it. If you like music and a drink while you read, I'd recommend Thelonious Monk and a good bourbon. I tried Mike's Four Roses and Ginger once, and I'm sorry to say I can't recommend that however.
Spillane and Collins. A great matchup for original Mike Hammer tales that needed either to be finished, final edit or completed based on notes and outlines from the loose papers of the author. Another shorter tale that has many of the usual Hammer suspects but at the same time a less violent presentation than normal.
OK, 5 stars are for the Brothers Karamazov. 3 ain't bad. I would not waste time writing a review -- or even reading a book -- that was not pretty good. It's been a long time since I read a murder mystery. The first was a Mike Hammer novel, the name of which I don't remember, but I do remember the dame who was "only wearing moonlight". I was, maybe 15. So, half a century between that one and this one. Max Allan Collins says Mickey Spillane gave him access to boxes of notes and manuscripts out of which have come "new" Mike Hammer mysteries. I was curious about how he did it, but I got so caught up in the story of a family "that has more skeletons than closets," that I finished it in three sittings. Everyone in the book is a potential suspect except Mike and, at one point he says, "and I've got my eye on me." The clues are fair. They all come together at the end, although not as neatly as they do in the board game. Mike has to beat some guys up. Pulls out his .45 a couple of times. Pisses off the cops. And, yes, there are couple of dames who look pretty good in the moonlight and Mike has to fight them off -- or not. These are not spoilers. If you don't already know that, you are not worthy to open the front cover. An end note from Collins admits what I suspected. It's tough to write a novel as if it were written in 1965. I thought I spotted a couple of anachronisms. But it turns out that a street-savvy PI might very well have described someone as "gay" four years before the Stonewall riots. I am not so sure that Mike Hammer would have diagnosed someone as being on the autism spectrum back then, although it was in the medical literature of the time. Otherwise, I'm sure I saw the Dr. Ben Casey episode he describes and I've sat in a vinyl booth the exact color that Mike sits in when he shares a pie with the deceased's lawyer at the diner. The best thing is that Collins has channeled Spillane's gift for tough guy description. My favorite: "His smile was a rumpled thing that did not remember how to look embarrassed"
The Will To Kill is an odd book, featuring one of the best “tough guy” protagonists of the 20th Century, Mike Hammer. Mickie Spillane had a bunch of novels he had started but never finished, and he turned them over to Max Allen Collins to complete, and this is one of them. Collins explains that Spillane was 30 pages into the story when he hung it up, and in this case, I can see why. It’s not a Mike Hammer story. It starts as one, with half a corpse floating down the river, but it quickly moves to a story about a rich family in an out-of-the-way rural town, and everyone is a suspect.
At its best, there is a fun genre mixing element to it, Mike Hammer in a “cozy” mystery, much like the Agatha Christie novels. This is not a book filled with tough guys, hard dames, low lifes and other characters of Spillane’s hard boiled world. The mystery plays out, and there are some scenes that fit for a Mike Hammer novel here and there, but for the most part, it’s Hammer interviewing people and slowly putting together the pieces of a murder as more bodies start to show up. Collins is able to make the book read like Spillane with ease, and while the year is hard to place, it is set in the 60’s, and only has a few anachronisms pop up. If you are a fan of Spillane’s no frills prose, this book fits the bill.
In the end, I don’t think the genre mash-up works for me. Hammer seems out of place, the few action and sex sections feel tacked on, and the lurid ending doesn’t fit with the rest of the storytelling. Hammer should have been a fish out of water in the story, but instead, the story didn’t do much to integrate the character with the setting.
A middle aged Mike Hammer takes a late night walk and spots a body floating down the river one day in the mid-60s. This leads to a most unusual Hammer case, where Mike has actual paying clients and an investigation of one of those dysfunctional families with a will making all the heirs crazy. And maybe one is crazy enough to do murder. The action takes place in the Catskills, rather than the mean streets, though the cold ugly weather of early spring makes a sufficiently grim setting.
This is mostly a Max Allan Collins Mike Hammer as Spillane had only managed 30 pages of manuscript on this. I’d like to think the utterly brilliant ending is Spillane, but I suspect Collins is the one who came up with the ending twist. Solid plot and, after a slower start than typical, plenty of action, where both Spillane and loyal assistant Velda show their talent for mayhem.
Classic Spillane has mostly left me cold. An older Hammer with scars and judgment and without overpowering revenge frenzy and quite so much man-ho behavior is an interesting character. The plot here — without a flamingly obvious killer — is a cut above the usual.
#23 in the Mike Hammer series; the first 13 by Mickey Spillane and the next 10 finished after Spillane's death by Max Allan Collins from partial manuscripts and notes. This 2017 series entry is set in 1965 and features the mid-career Hammer. Mike's discovery of a dead body on an ice floe in the Hudson River attracts the attention of Homicide Captain Pat Chambers, of the NYPD. The body is that of the chauffeur for a recently deceased millionaire who was Pat's captain when he was a rookie cop. Pat hires Mike (for $1) to look into the two deaths, starting at the dead men's estate near Monticello, NY.
Taking a midnight stroll along the Hudson River, Mike Hammer gets more than he bargained for: a partial corpse on an ice floe. The body is that of a butler to a millionaire—also now deceased. Were both master and servant murdered? Captain Pat Chambers thinks so. But to prove it Hammer must travel to upstate New York to investigate the dead man’s family, all of whom have a motive for murder.
With only thirty pages from Spillane's files, this Mike Hammer novel might be more Collins than Spillane. I don't care if the Easter Bunny wrote it! Just give me one more Mike Hammer novel to sink my teeth into!
Dark, foreboding, grim, Hardboiled, and nasty. Although there are hints of organized crime, this one is almost more of a murder mystery weekend in the big haunted mansion with suspicion falling in turn on each family member.
The story is classic detective work for most of it and veteran Hammer readers will wonder when they'll come against the sudden explanation explosions of violence that Hammer is famous for. Doubt worry, it's all here - more bodies than you can imagine, more twisted motives, more seductive redheads dropping their blouses, gambling halls, sexy money grabbing two bit babes. Bodies floating, daring rescues. Great stuff, indeed.
The under-appreciated B-list actor Darrin McGavin will always represent Hollywood's best version of Mike Hammer, although Stacey Keach's more modern and tongue-in-cheek macho man character is more amusing. Especially if you like over the top buxom bimbos liberally spread throughout each episode. A male teenager's Slot machine fantasy come to the not so Silver small screen.
Getting back to the actual latest novel by Max Allan Collins and the late Mr. Spillane. I have to say that the former does an admirable job of finishing the partial manuscript left behind by the prolific tough guy author. If you like raw visceral '40s dialogue and mayhem you will probably enjoy reading more of Mr. Hammer's exploits. I did.
A different setting for Mike Hammer that places him at the center of an old house/murder mystery thriller, complete with a disparate group of residents, all with reasons to be the killer he's searching for. Another page-turner from Spillane and Collins that takes all kinds of intriguing directions.
This Mike Hammer book was started by Mickey Spillane. He had done a 30 page summary that MAC made a full length book out of. It is very much a product of it's time, somewhere in the mid 60's. It does have a lot of twists and turns.
It's wonderful that Max Collins, with Spillane's blessing, has rewritten some of Mickey's unfinished novels. Collins has mastered Spillane's style, grit, and suspense, and this novel is one of the best. The ending--in fact, the last sentence--is pure Spillane!
This Mike Hammer mystery features a corpse that has been cut in half, a murderous family in a mysterious mansion, and a psychopathic killer blended with Hammer's trademark hard boiled patter.
Max Allan Collins did a fantastic job of taking the outline of a story and creating a story facsimile of Mickey Spillane's writing style and story telling.
Another uncompleted Mickey Spillane manuscript finished by Max Collins finds Mike Hammer walking along the Hudson River in the middle of the night, unable to sleep, and discovering half a body, the upper torso, on an ice floe. It turns out the half a corpse was the trusted butler of a wealthy inventor who was the captain of Pat Chambers, Mike’s homicide detective buddy, when he first joined the police force. Pat suspects his friend’s death may have been a murder and “retains” Mike to investigate.
Mike travels to dead man’s Sullivan County estate where he meets the various members of the man’s dysfunctional family and employees. The daughter also retains Mike, who suspects not only that the father was murdered, but that the butler was as well. Each of the grown children, two older brothers, and their younger half siblings (the daughter and a brother) has a motive to murder the others. Under the terms of their father’s will, the inheritances don’t kick in until age 40 and in the even of a death, that portion reverts to the corpus, fattening the eventual amount for the survivors.
The novel is slightly different from the accustomed Spillane genre: it is more akin to a traditional detective mystery, albeit with Mike Hammer wisecracks, a smattering of sex and firearms. Not that there’s anything wrong with that approach. But somehow it left this reader with a desire for something more. In any event, it is a good read and can be recommended.