The Jugger, Stark’s sixth Parker novel, is not written in a typical Parker formula. Parker travels from Miami to Nebraska ostensibly to help his old colleague, Joe Sheer, a jugger (safecracker!) and finds him dead.
The most scathing review of this book is by Donald Westlake (using Richard Stark as a pseudonym) himself:
“I spoiled a book by having him do something he wouldn’t do. The sixth book in the series is called The Jugger, and that book is one of the worst failures I’ve ever had. The problem with it is, in the beginning of the book this guy calls him and says ‘I’m in trouble out here and these guys are leaning on me and I need help,’ and Parker goes to help him. I mean, he wouldn’t do that, and in fact, the guy wouldn’t even think to call him! (laughs)”
Most reviewers agree with Westlake that this is a pretty bad book, but not me. I don’t think Parker was ever really going to help Sheer; he was worried that Sheer, older, mentally losing it, might betray Parker’s secondary identity. I have this feeling that Westlake/Stark may have forgotten some of the details of his own book (he was writing 2-3 of them a year!), but I’m just one reader here.
Unlike an elegantly written and typical heist tale, such as the previous The Score, this one involves no heist at all, though it appears he and others are looking for Sheer’s supposed fortune. In that venture, he has many to match wits with: Younger, a corrupt police chief; a slick FBI agent, a doctor and a sleazy thief, Tiftus, that Parker would never EVER work with at any time. He gets entangled with Tiftus’s girlfriend for a time, too. There is some money involved, maybe, but the main purpose of Parker’s hanging around is to protect his fake identity. So is this as interesting as a heist? I don’t think so, though it is still well-written, with some clever twists.
The book takes some time to slow down and share some of Parker’s philosophy, which is intriguing:
“. . . a man never apologized for what cards he'd been dealt; what did Joe Sheer think all of a sudden at age seventy, he was the captain of his fate? A man was what the world decided he would be, and where the world decided he would be, and in the condition the world had chosen for him. If the world decided to deal Joe a bad hand this time, it wasn't up to him to apologize for not having better cards.”
The novelist John Banville says of Parker, that he is “the perfection of that existential man whose earliest models we met in Nietzsche and Kierkegaard and Dostoevsky." Or Camus’s The Stranger. Brutal, pragmatic, amoral, possibly also sociopathic.
No actual jugging takes place in this book; in fact, not that much memorable in the way of plot really happens, though the primary reason he went to Nebraska to protect his false identity (the one he uses ten months out of every year when he is not supporting himself doing heists) is a kind of failure, which I assume is a set up for the next book or so. Still, all of these in the series are very readable, worth the time for sure!!