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Lädt ... Don't Cry For Me (1952)von William Campbell Gault
Edgar Award (329) Lädt ...
Melde dich bei LibraryThing an um herauszufinden, ob du dieses Buch mögen würdest. Keine aktuelle Diskussion zu diesem Buch. Ex-USC football star, ex-soldier, and present-day jobless loafer Pete Worden punches out a man after a successful craps game and finds himself involved in murder and a host of other complex shenanigans. The cast of characters is huge, Pete's older brother, who controls the family fortune and doles his share out to him at a measly $100 per week until he gets a job, Pete's saintly sister-in-law, Pete's knock-out girlfriend who really wants him to take a job so they can get married, Pete's pulp fiction writing neighbor, Nick - the racketeer who says he wants to go straight, Nick's two sons, Jake the bookie, Mary the girl Pete lusted after in high school but never spoke to, a straight arrow police sergeant, and a few more to boot. The male characters are all pretty well fleshed out and complex; the women are described mostly in terms of their looks. This is a book stuck firmly in 1950 Los Angeles, both geographically and attitudinally. Current events--the Korean War, the Rams-Bears game--play a key part in the narrative. It is a story well told and one that engaged me from beginning to end, but it also feels dated and lacks the timeless quality of the best noir fiction, such as Chandler and Hammett. The mystery is good, however, and the ending is well plotted--at least, I didn't guess it. I can't agree, however, with Ed Gorman's assessment that Gault "wrote the best private eye novel of his generation." Nor is this really a private eye novel. Pete Worden is an amateur at best. Still, this was a good read with no real lags or dull moments. Pete's observations as first person narrator aren't always made with the best judgment - but they never fail to entertain. ( ) keine Rezensionen | Rezension hinzufügen
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He was a heel . . . a blue-blood gone bad, a low-brow with class, a bum with an income. He liked low-slung cars and top-heavy girls, and he took his pleasure where he found it. He was the consort of bookies, dope-peddlers, crooks; the buddy of has-beens, tough guys, and junkies. He dreamed the big dream, but played it small . . . free wheeling it down hill all the way, with a crack-up--and murder--at the bottom. Too many slow horses, too many fast women, and finally, one loaded cigarette; and after that . . . trouble: a woman who wouldn't stay, a dead man's face that wouldn't go away, and an alibi that wouldn't stick . . . Keine Bibliotheksbeschreibungen gefunden. |
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Google Books — Lädt ... GenresMelvil Decimal System (DDC)813.54Literature English (North America) American fiction 20th Century 1945-1999Klassifikation der Library of Congress [LCC] (USA)BewertungDurchschnitt:
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