That's an action-packed cover by Walter Baumhofer on this issue of WILD WEST WEEKLY, and the line-up of authors and stories inside is great: a Johnny Forty-Five story by Paul S. Powers writing as Andrew A. Griffin, a Border Eagle story by Walker A. Tompkins writing as Philip F. Deere, a Hungry and Rusty story by Samuel H. Nickels, a Shorty Master story by Allan R. Bosworth, and non-series yarns by William F. Bragg, Arthur Hawthorne Carhart, and Cliff Farrell writing as Nelse Anderson. Pretty entertaining from cover to cover, I expect.
Avalon is a
family name in this long-forgotten pulp novel, not a place. Originally
serialized in ARGOSY in September and October of 1919, it takes place on a
group of isolated islands off the coast of South Carolina. In pre-Revolutionary
times, these islands were granted by the King of England to the Avalon family,
who still rule them as a sort of feudal fiefdom despite the presence of a few
modern items such as automobiles, gasoline launches, and wireless communication
with the mainland.
The current master of Five Isles is Florence “Flurry” Avalon, who is a rugged
male despite his feminine name. Avalon is seldom in residence there since he
also runs a coffee plantation in South America, but his sister and younger
brother live in Cliff House, the ancestral family residence which serves as
this novel’s version of The Old Dark House . . . because that’s the kind of
story this is, filled with secret passages, villainous Spaniards, shipwrecked
survivors, mobs of torch-bearing villagers, unexpected shots in the night, and
love at first sight between Avalon and one of the passengers from the wrecked
schooner who show up at Cliff House.
The author of AVALON is Francis Stevens (the pseudonym of Gertrude Bennett),
who also wrote some early weird thrillers such as THE LABYRINTH and THE CITADEL
OF FEAR. I’ve read THE LABYRINTH and thought it was okay up to a point. AVALON
lacks as many weird elements, but its plot holds together better and overall I
enjoyed it quite a bit. Yes, it’s melodramatic, and its style is so
old-fashioned that it might be off-putting to most modern readers. But if you
can put yourself in the right frame of mind, the story moves along at a good
clip and some of the writing holds up well. It’s available in a reprint
edition from Beb Books, and
if you enjoy early pulp thrillers, you might want to give it a try.
(This post originally appeared in somewhat different form on May 11, 2008.)
Arizona Territory is heating up—and Kate and J.D. Blaze
are about to get burned! A fanatical Apache medicine man is determined to bring
about all-out war between his people and the army, and he's doing it by
slaughtering as many white settlers as he can find. Kate and J.D. are drawn
into his dangerous situation when a woman and her children are kidnapped by the
Apache raiders and intended for a gruesome sacrifice. The Old West's only team
of husband-and-wife gunfighters will need all their cunning and deadly skill to
bring the captives back alive and stop the medicine man's scheme to flood the
desert with blood!
Legendary adventure writer Michael Newton is back with another gritty,
fast-action novel filled with all the passion and excitement of the Old West.
I'd never heard of this movie, but hey, it's got Sam
Elliott (quite possibly my favorite living actor) and Rebecca Romijn in it, so
why not watch it? And as it turns out, LIES AND ALIBIS is a pretty
entertaining, if hard to follow, little thriller.
British comedian Steve Coogan plays a guy whose business provides alibis for
cheating spouses to help them get away with their affairs. Romijn, in an underwritten role, works for him. In a fairly predictable plot twist,
one of their clients winds up killing somebody and wants Coogan to help him
cover up the crime. As if that's not enough of a problem, Coogan is a former
con man whose partner has a five million dollar bounty on his head from a Saudi
prince they scammed. So people are after Coogan trying to get him to reveal
where said partner is. There's also a hitman stalking him. Sam Elliott plays
another hitman, this one known as the Mormon because he's, well, a Mormon.
Selma Blair is one of his wives. James Brolin is a rich guy who can't be
trusted. Lots of stuff happens, much of it not making any sense at the time,
but it finally all comes together okay, if you squint your eyes and
hold your mouth right.
LIES AND ALIBIS was written by Noah Hawley, who now writes FARGO. We've seen
the first two seasons of that series, and when I told Livia that this movie was
written by the same guy, she said, "I can see that." Quirky but
entertaining dialogue, unlikable characters that you somehow like anyway, and
lots of plot twists. I enjoyed it . . . but I think Rebecca Romijn is really
good-looking and I can listen to Sam Elliott talk all day, no matter what he's
talking about, so if you don't feel that way, you may not enjoy this movie as
much as I did. I had a good time watching it and didn't fall asleep, which is
my equivalent of the old "two thumbs up" bit, for those of you old
enough to remember that.
Ed Emshwiller is one of the classic science fiction cover artists, and this is a pretty good one. This issue of SCIENCE FICTION QUARTERLY has a good line-up of well-regarded authors inside, too: Frederik Pohl, Philip K. Dick, Wallace West, Randall Garrett, and Margaret St. Clair. I don't know anything about D.A. Jourdan, who wrote the other story featured on the cover.
This digest issue of FAMOUS WESTERN has a Norman Saunders cover, although that doesn't really jump out at me as Saunders' work. The biggest names among the contributors, at least as far as Western pulpsters are concerned, are Roe Richmond and Wade Hamilton, who was really Lee Floren. The lead novel is by E.E. Clement, a pseudonym for editor Robert A.W. Lowndes. The other novel is by Jim Mac Collister, his only credit in the Fictionmags Index. I have to wonder if he was Lowndes, too. And then there's a story by an author who probably wasn't well-known at all to Western readers of the day: Harlan Ellison. I don't know if "The End of the Time of Leinard" is his only Western, but it's a pretty good one, as I recall. It was reprinted in the anthology WESTERYEAR, edited by Ed Gorman.