Reviews


Reviewed by TONY BAER:

   

WALTER TEVIS – The Man Who Fell to Earth. Gold Medal k1276, paperback original, February 1963. Cover art by Diane Dillon and Leo Dillon. Reprinted several times, including: Avon, paperback, 1976 (slightly updated); Bantam, paperback, 1981. Film: British Lion Film Corporation, UK, 1976; Cinema 5, US, 1976 (starring David Bowie). TV Movie: ABC, 1987. Plus two TV Mini-series.

   An alien, an Anthean, comes to Earth. They’ve run out of resources on Anthea.

   The Antheans had just enough fuel to send one of them to Earth.

   He’s long, tall and gangly, with bird like bones, but with prosthetics looks human enough to pass. He’s learned English from intercepted television broadcasts.

   He has a bagful of diamonds which he pawns til he raises a decent stake.

   He buys a suit of clothes, passage to nyc, rooms at a luxury hotel, and visits the best patent lawyer money can buy. He shows the lawyer formulas for more efficient oil processing, digital photography, digital recording technology, and offers 10% of the profits if the lawyer will take care of the patents and hire the infrastructure to start World Enterprises Corporation. The lawyer salivates.

   Before you know it, the Anthean is a multimillionaire. An Elon Musk-like titan of technology.

   His next project is a huge spacecraft whose secret purpose is to travel to Anthea to bring the rest of his race to Earth. To take over. To rule the earth in a wise dictatorship. To save Earth from the destructiveness of man.

   But the CIA discovers him and his plans. He’s arrested. Officially, the change is being a suspected non-us citizen without proper immigration papers. But he’s forged perfect proof of citizenship and has all the right papers. He’s too famous to kill, and the administration doesn’t dare tell the public he’s an actual alien. It’s an election year, and they’d be laughed out of office. Other big business moguls and the press are hounding the government on this warrantless arrest of a titan of industry. So he’s released.

   But his plans are ruined. There is no way the US government will allow the incomplete spaceship to be finished. And if the Antheans arrived they’d be arrested or killed.

   The Anthean realizes he’ll never see his people again, his wife and family. They’ll be unable to forestall man’s foretold fate of self destruction.

   He discovers the pleasures of gin. He soaks his loneliness. And decides, what the hell is all this for? Who cares? Better to drink my way to oblivion.

   An affecting and strangely believable meditation on loneliness.

Reviewed by JONATHAN LEWIS:         

   

BANK ALARM. Grand National Pictures, 1937. Conrad Nagel, Eleanor Hunt, Vince Barnett, Wheeler Oakman, Nat Carr. Directed by Louis J. Gasnier.

   Bank Alarm is a perfectly average crime film. Although considerably dated, it nevertheless tells a somewhat compelling story about a federal agent’s quest to uproot a bank robbing outfit in 1930s Los Angeles. G-Man Alan O’Connor (Conrad Nagel), with his girlfriend/assistant Bobbie Reynolds (Eleanor Hunt), begins his investigation when a lower ranking member of the criminal outfit is killed in prison.

   Little does O’Connor know that his sleuthing will eventually lead to his sister’s new boyfriend, screenwriter Jerry Turner (Frank Milan). Turner has been working in cahoots with local crime boss, nightclub owner Joe Karlotti (Wheeler Oakman).

   There’s nothing particularly special about this film. With a running time of around an hour, it doesn’t waste the viewer’s time with extraneous material. That said, there’s not much here to overly recommend. If you watch it, you probably won’t love it and you probably won’t hate it. It is what it is. Just a largely forgotten B-movie that most people, I suspect, have never heard of, let along seen.

   

LOOK WHO’S LAUGHING. RKO Radio Pictures, 1941. Edgar Bergen & Charlie McCarthy, Fibber McGee & Molly, Lucille Ball, Harold Peary. Director: Allan Dwan.

   Edgar and Charlie make an unscheduled landing in Wistful Vista, the home of Fibber McGee and Molly. Lucille Ball is Edgar’s secretary, and to make things complicated, she is secretly in love with him.

   The rest of the story has to do with land for a proposed airplane factory in Wistful Vista, but the main attraction of the story is seeing so many famous radio characters in the flesh – including Fibber’s long-time nemesis, Throckmorton P. Gildersleeve.

— Reprinted from Movie.File.1, March 1988.

   

A 1001 MIDNIGHTS Review
by Ellen Nehr

   

DOROTHY GARDINER – The Seventh Mourner. Sheriff Moss Magill #2. Doubleday Crime Club, hardcover, 1958. Popular Library, paperback, 1964.

   Sheriff Moss Magill of Notlaw, Colorado, functions best in his beloved mountains and is reluctant to leave them. However, when local resident Harriet Farquhar Orchard dies, she makes it a condition of her will that he deliver her ashes to her home in Rowanmuir, Scotland. Moss is convinced to go only when he learns that Harriet also wanted him to investigate her sister, Lizzy, who has been released by a Scottish court with the verdict “not proven” on a charge of murder.

   Wearing his customary whipcord pants, boots, and black-and-yellow striped shirt with his silver badge pinned to it, Moss evokes many stares during the trip, especially on the train from Edinburgh to Rowanrnuir, which, coincidentally, all of the mourners have taken that same August morning.

   The assorted group is all staying at the hotel where Lizzy works as a maid. During a day trip to Glasgow, Moss hears bagpipes for the first time and, in an enchantment born of ethnic memory, falls in love with Scotland.

   When one of the party is pushed under a truck that same day, he puts his investigative talents to use and works with the local authorities both to discover the murderer and to fulfill Harriet’s last request.

   This is an unusual idea, for a mystery, with excellent background and an appealing main character. Other amusing Magill adventures are Lion in Wait ( 1963), in which a toothless circus lion is accused of murder; and What Crime Is This (1956), in which Moss uses a hula-dancer statue with a clock embedded in her stomach to help clear up a murder.

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   Reprinted with permission from 1001 Midnights, edited by Bill Pronzini & Marcia Muller and published by The Battered Silicon Dispatch Box, 2007.   Copyright © 1986, 2007 by the Pronzini-Muller Family Trust.

MARJORIE BONIFACE – Murder As an Ornament. Mabel Wickley/Sheriff Odom #1. Doubleday Crime Club, hardcover, 1940.

   A Christmas story, taking place on a Texas dude ranch facing the Rio Grande, When a body is found hanging from a tree on Christmas Eve, everyone thinks it is suicide, until the doctor discovers that the woman was actually poisoned first.

   While Sheriff Hiram Odom is the detective in this case, the calm, seemingly slow-witted man does not do too much to produce the killer. This is a “little did I know” kind of story, but catching me by surprise, hidden in the nooks and crannies, are a few clever clues.

— Reprinted from Mystery.File.4, March 1988.

NOTE: Two later books in the series appear to be Venom in Eden (1942), and Wings of Death (1946)

(Give Me That) OLD-TIME DETECTION. Summer 2025. Issue #69. Editor: Arthur Vidro. Old-Time Detection Special Interest Group of American Mensa, Ltd. 34 pages (including covers).

   THE LATEST ISSUE of OLD-TIME DETECTION focuses on one of detective fiction’s all-time greats, PETER LOVESEY (1936-2025), who passed away in April. OTD editor ARTHUR VIDRO has gathered comments, a 1980 EQMM interview with Lovesey, even a letter that the author wrote to Arthur about OTD, and personal recollections, among them DOUGLAS G. GREENE (“THE LOSS OF PETER LOVESEY, A GREAT WRITER”), JEFFREY MARKS, and MARTIN EDWARDS (“PETER LOVESEY, R.I.P.”).

   JON L. BREEN offers a JURY BOX appraisal of print publications that were spawned by Warren Beatty’s 1990 movie interpretation of DICK TRACY, some of which might surprise you, boasting really big names in detective and science fiction.

   NEXT UP, TOM MEAD manfully tackles what has been a vexatious topic for years, the “10 MOST PUZZLING IMPOSSIBLE CRIME MYSTERIES.” Long-time detective fiction readers might be familiar with most, if not all, of them, but Mead’s appraisals offer new insights: Carr’s THE THREE COFFINS (a.k.a. THE HOLLOW MAN), Dickson’s THE RED WIDOW MURDERS, Hoch’s “The Long Way Down,” McCloy’s THROUGH A GLASS DARKLY, Dunsany’s “The Two Bottles of Relish,” EQ’s THE CHINESE ORANGE MYSTERY, Rogers’s THE RED RIGHT HAND, Shimada’s THE TOKYO ZODIAC MURDERS, Halter’s THE SEVEN WONDERS OF CRIME, and Crispin’s THE MOVING TOY SHOP. “When done right,” says Mead, “the puzzle and the atmosphere are perfectly intertwined; all the clues are there but they are so ingeniously disguised as to make it nigh-on impossible for the reader to suss out what is going on.”

   PERCEPTIVE REVIEWS of a diverse collection of books come next: ARTHUR VIDRO discusses King’s CARELESS CORPSE; LES BLATT talks about Crispin’s THE CASE OF THE GILDED FLY; HARV TUDORRI takes on Berkeley’s THE WYCHFORD POISONING CASE; RUTH ORDIVAR reviews Gardner’s THE CASE OF THE BAITED HOOK; TRUDI HARROV appraises Christie’s POSTERN OF FATE; and RUTH ORDIVAR returns with her take on Guigli’s UNDER THE BLACK FLAG – PIRACY IS NOT A VICTIMLESS CRIME, a 2024 novel which “shares many of the old-time qualities we love.”

   THE FICTION SELECTION is excellent, as usual. This time it’s William Brittain’s ingenious “FALLING OBJECT,” which first appeared in EQMM in 1971.

   CHARLES SHIBUK continues to chronicle THE PAPERBACK REVOLUTION, that wonderful time when publishers discovered there was gold in them there classic reprints, this time from the mid-seventies: Allingham, Carr, Christie, Ellen, Francis, Hammett, James, Levin, Liebman, Post, Queen, Roueche, Stribling, and Symons.

   BACK IN 2016, MARTIN EDWARDS wrote an introduction to MURDER AT THE MANOR: COUNTRY HOUSE MYSTERIES, and it’s reproduced in full here. “Today,” writes Edwards, “enthusiasm for the country house crime story remains as strong as ever.” The same could be said for 2025.

   ARTHUR VIDRO continues his series about collecting, “THE VAGARIES OF THE MARKET,” with his and others’ experiences thrown in.

   NEXT IS “CHRISTIE CORNER” by DR. JOHN CURRAN, probably the world’s foremost expert on all things Agatha Christie, and, as usual, the ways the good lady’s properties are being handled (and mishandled) come under his close scrutiny. His wise advice for the ages: “LEAVE HER PLOTS ALONE!”

   THIS ISSUE of OTD ends with readers’ letters and a baffling puzzle. Overall, the Summer 2025 issue of OLD-TIME DETECTION is worth a look, and maybe even a subscription.

Subscription information:

– Published three times a year: Spring, summer, and autumn. – Sample copy: $6.00 in U.S.; $10.00 anywhere else. – One-year U.S.: $18.00. – One-year overseas: $40.00 (or 30 pounds sterling or 40 euros). – Payment: Checks payable to Arthur Vidro, or cash from any nation, or U.S. postage stamps or PayPal. Mailing address:

Arthur Vidro, editor
Old-Time Detection
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Claremont, New Hampshire 03743

Web address: vidro@myfairpoint.net

Reviewed by TONY BAER:

   

A. A. MILNE – The Red House Mystery. Metheun, UK, hardcover, 1922. E. P. Dutton, hardcover; 1st US edition, 1922. Pocket #81, paperback, 1940. Many later editions.

   Mark Ablett is a self important windbag. From meager means, he attracts the favors of an elderly widow who leaves him a healthy and wealthy estate. But this in no wise makes him wise.

   He leverages his means to play patron of the arts. Patronizing the middle brow and those of middling money, he hosts his guests with a generosity conditioned upon their servile appreciation of his wit.

   Mark receives a letter from his ne’er do well brother Robert, late of Australia, who’s coming for his share.

   An argument takes place between the brothers behind closed doors. And when the doors are opened by his Mark’s minion, Robert’s remains remain. Mark is nowhere to be seen.

   The guests are sent home, save for a couple amateur sleuths, and the authorities are brought in.

   It all seems very obvious. More how done it than whodunit. But there’s more redness to this meat than first blush.

   I enjoyed it quite a bit.

Reviewed by JONATHAN LEWIS:         

   

THUNDER OVER THE PLAINS. Warner Bros., 1953. Randolph Scott, Lex Barker, Phyllis Kirk, Charles McGraw, Henry Hull, Elisha Cook Jr. Director: André De Toth.

   Randolph Scott stars in this early 1950s western directed by André De Toth (House of Wax). The plot is as follows: it’s Texas and the year is 1869. The Civil War has ended, but Reconstruction continues apace. Carpetbaggers are taking advantage of the situation, leaving native Texans resentful. It’s up to men like Federal Captain David Porter (Randolph Scott) to keep the peace.

   Not an easy task, given the animosity that Texans have for exploitative Northerners. Some even support an outlaw by the name of Ben Westman (Charles McGraw) who has been active in fighting back against the Reconstructionist military occupation.

   When Westman is wrongfully framed for a murder, Porter takes matters into his own hands, teams up with the rebels, and seeks to bring justice to the state. Filling out the cast are Lex Barker and Elisha Cook Jr., among others. Cook is always enjoyable to see on screen. Here, he portrays a corrupt tax official who has been deliberately raising taxes on the locals.

   There’s nothing technically wrong with Thunder Over the Plains. In fact, it’s a well choreographed and directed western with some great outdoor cinematography. The movie begins and ends with a lot of action. Indeed, there’s no shortage of chases, fistfights, and killings.

   Despite that, however, there is something rather tiring about the whole affair. I know that may sound like a contradiction, but it really isn’t. After a while, the chase scenes all blend together and it feels as if you’re watching a movie on repeat, with the story not going anywhere interesting for a long time.

   Final assessment: an interesting film, but not a particularly compelling one. Scott, though, is a formidable presence here and is leaning into a grittier version of himself. There’s no silly sidekick in this one.

   

WILLIAM FULLER – Tight Squeeze. Brad Dolan # . Dell First Edition A189; paperback original; 1st printing, August 1959.

   Brad Dolan is an adventurer, a man with a boat scrounging for a living in the Florida keys. Not averse to making a few dollars illegally, he accepts a girl’s offer of $3000 to run a shipment of guns to Castro’s guerilla army, still in hiding in the Cuban hills.

   The plan goes wrong, of course. These were the heady days of the Cuban revolution, and Fuller’s description of it, in bold, vivid strokes, makes it seem a grand venture. Dolan has a head of rock, otherwise there’d be no story. A gripping macho fantasy.

— Reprinted from Mystery.File.4, March 1988.

   
      The Brad Dolan series

Back Country.
Goat Island.
The Girl in the Frame.
Brad Dolan’s Blonde Cargo.
Brad Dolan’s Miami Manhunt.
Tight Squeeze.

   All were first published by Dell in the 1950s as paperback originals.

A 1001 MIDNIGHTS Review
by Edward D. Hoch

   

EMILE GABORIAU – Monsieur Lecoq. E. Dentu, France, 1868. Edited version published in the US by Dover, softcover, 1975. Many other editions published in the US.

   Monsieur Lecoq, Gaboriau’s twelfth book and his fifth novel in which the French detective of the title appears, is today often considered his best and most readable book. Changing reading habits, plus indifferent translations, have left the pioneer French mystery writer all but unread today, but he deserves a place in any survey of classic detective fiction.

   Lecoq, introduced in his first book as a secondary character, was a minor Surete detective with a shady past somewhat like that of the real-life Vidocq. But he soon takes center stage in the Gaboriau novels, and in Monsieur Lecoq he investigates a triple murder in a poor section of Paris. The killer, apprehended at the scene, appears to be a petty criminal who cans himself May, but Lecoq suspects he might really have another identity.

   The duel of wits between the two men extends through the first volume of the novel. The second volume, sometimes published separately as The Honor of the Name, is really a separate and inferior historical novel set around the year 1815, with Lecoq and the evasive villain only reappearing in the final twenty-two pages.

   Though there have been numerous British and American editions of the novel, the recent Dover edition cited above (skillfully edited and introduced by E.F. Bleiler) is the first to eliminate the extraneous historical novel and jump at once from the end of volume one to the important final pages of volume two.

   Gaboriau’s books are not without their weaknesses, and they often suffer from cardboard characterizations and inconsistencies. Their strengths lie in plotting and background. They arc not exactly the books we think of as detective novels today, but enough elements are present to argue effectively that Gaboriau deserves his title as the father of the detective novel.

   Lecoq first appears as a secondary character in The Widow Lerouge (1866), but stars in his next two cases, The Mystery of Orcival (1867) and File No.113 ( 1867). He also makes a brief appearance in The Slaves of Paris (1868), but this is more a crime novel than a detective story.

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   Reprinted with permission from 1001 Midnights, edited by Bill Pronzini & Marcia Muller and published by The Battered Silicon Dispatch Box, 2007.   Copyright © 1986, 2007 by the Pronzini-Muller Family Trust.

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