TIMOTHY CHILDS – Cold Turkey. Harper & Row, hardcover, 1979. No paperback edition.

TIMOTHY CHILDS Cold Turkey

   With all the locations in the US to chose from, somehow Los Angeles still comes up Number One in providing the best background possible for the perfect embodiment of the private eye novel.

   This case of the stolen barbiturates and the murdered security guard, for example, takes Peter Stokes, a one-armed operative for Cadish Security, on a grand whirlwind tour of the City of Angels, from the most rundown slums to the inner city, to the nude shores of Topanga Beach, then back again to the cheap gaudiness of Sunset Strip, as well as a good many assorted bits of scenery in between.

   It therefore seems an unmitigated shame to suggest that hokey incompetent cops like Lt. Farrell are no longer even fractionally believable, no matter how necessary they are in keeping an essential cog of the plot in gear. And if that’s not enough, the identity of the key culprit is a bit of gristle nearly impossible to swallow.

Rating:   C plus.

— Reprinted from The MYSTERY FANcier, Vol. 3, No. 6, Nov/Dec 1979 (very slightly revised). This review also appeared earlier in the Hartford Courant.


[UPDATE] 11/13-11.   This was the author’s only crime novel, and therefore the only appearance of Peter Stokes, which in spite of my obvious misgivings about the book, I think is too bad. (He’s not even mentioned on Kevin Burton Smith’s Thrilling Detective website.)