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First published by Doubleday in in the depth of the Great Depression, an era whose seamy side it depicts, and only recently rediscovered, Fast One by Paul Cain explodes into real life with the story of one of the toughest characters ever to emerge in American fiction.
He lives in New York City. There are lots of double-crosses, femme fatales, and loose money. The pace is relentless, and I sometimes got a little lost in keeping up with Kells and all the characters he deals with. There's not much character development, and Kells remains something of an enigma.
He wants to grab the money, but he can't bring himself to run with it. There is always one more complication to deal with before he's ready to blow town. I enjoyed the hectic ride of a hardboiled novel that reminds me a little of Dashiell Hammett's Red Harvest. Oct 04, Jim rated it really liked it. Paul Cain is a bit of an enigma, a terrific writer who published only one novel and some short stories before pretty much disappearing from print and from history. At least, easily uncovered history.
The one drawback I have with the book is that the plethora of char Paul Cain is a bit of an enigma, a terrific writer who published only one novel and some short stories before pretty much disappearing from print and from history. The one drawback I have with the book is that the plethora of characters are not well separated one from another, descriptively, and I had a hard time keeping them separate in my mind.
Only reaching midway through the book could I picture an individual whenever I saw a character's name. What a disappointment. I rubbed my hands together with glee. The Bernie Gunther novels are sublime and I usually enjoy noirish, hard boiled novels. I adore Raymond Cha What a disappointment. Well that and plenty of action. Gambler, tough guy gunman Kells refuses to be messed with by anyone. Every chapter has double-crosses, car chases, blackmailings, fist fights, bombings, stabbings, or shootings.
The violent pace is unrelenting. Virtually ever character who is introduced to the story is just there to die soon afterwards. Even the biggest action junkie surely hankers for some of the subtlety and plotting of Chandler to make sense of the bloodbath?
I know I did. I was confused throughout the entire book. I read the first chapter twice before deciding I should just press on and enjoy the ride. Sadly, the ride is just one long numbing sequence of cut throat alliances that only last a few pages before death cuts them short as part of a seemingly endless stream of explosive violence. What makes Marlowe, and Gunther for that matter, so great is that, despite their hardboiled, world weary, deeply cynical outlook, their humanity shines through from time to time.
In short they are men of honour who hold up a mirror to their dark corrupt worlds so that we might believe there is always hope. View all 4 comments. This was a two-month reading ordeal, but I finished this relatively short novel this morning.
Despite its many flaws it grew on me and I really liked the ending. So I've upgraded from the two stars I expected to give this book to three, meaning overall that I minimally liked it.
First, the flaws. The novel started out as five short stories. Therefore, every thirty pages or so we see a rapid shift of tone and emphasized characters, depending on which fifth of the patched together novel we are in. Second, the writing technique. Cain only depicts never tells. We thus are only shown what is happening, never why it is. Cain leaves the why of everything for the reader to figure out from the context of what is happening. That's a real challenge sometimes.
On occasion, Cain has a character summarize proceedings in dialog, probably at the beginning of a new installment. That actually helps the novel too, but it's still often really hard to figure out why things are happening as they are. For example, I didn't know a character named Nemo was shot and dying until he actually, startlingly died.
That's because Kells, the protagonist, never saw him shot, and none of the characters mentioned it since it was too obvious to them to be worth mentioning. So there's no way the reader can tell. Seems like quite an omission.
That's only one example of the limitations and difficulties caused by Cain's technique. Third, none of these characters are at all likable. They're gangsters, petty crooks, journalists in cahoots with the mob, cheating and jealous wives, easily bribed taxi drivers, or dirty cops.
Everyone is pond scum. We have no one to root for, though I imagine people will support Kells by virtue of his position as the book's protagonist. I found doing that difficult because so many of his actions are self-serving and simply heinous. What I did like about the novel? Under all the problems and difficulties there's quite a story. The detailed gambling depictions were fun too.
Despite my problems with the technique, particularly its omissions, it is still interesting to see it tried. I've never read anything quite like it. The best thing about the book is its nihilistic logic and realism. There's no reason to think good triumphs over evil or should just because we readers would like it to. In this novel, reader desires or expectations are as irrelevant and useless as a rain storm being prayed for by a southern governor in a drought. It's going to rain, or not, regardless.
What happens in this novel just happens, as stuff does in real life, meaning the reader can't possibly guess the outcome. That may not sound like a big deal, but no novel I've ever read has been written that way. Good triumphing over evil, or at the very least its importance, is always assumed. Until this novel. And not since. At least not in my reading experience. That's refreshing, bold, and startlingly original. View all 3 comments. No tough but basically decent guy working the mean streets who is not himself mean.
Gerry Kells, the protagonist, is mean. He's a gambler, a gunman, a crook. The characters in these existential, nihilistic tales are doomed. Pretty much everyone in a noir story or film is driven by greed, lust, jealousy or alienation, a path that inevitably sucks them into a downward spiral from which they cannot escape. It is their own lack of morality that blindly drives them to ruin. Just go along for the violent, action-packed ride.
Originally a collection of short stories in the 'Black Mask' magazine, 'Fast Fury' reads as such. It is sometimes difficult to link the chapters up and the story, described on the back cover blurb as 'complex with its twists and turns defies summary'. Quite, no surprise there! Gerry Kells comes to town with the intention of being the top man; there are quite a number of floozies, plenty of money floating about, much of it seemingly for no apparent reason, and there are numerous bumpings off, many Originally a collection of short stories in the 'Black Mask' magazine, 'Fast Fury' reads as such.
Gerry Kells comes to town with the intention of being the top man; there are quite a number of floozies, plenty of money floating about, much of it seemingly for no apparent reason, and there are numerous bumpings off, many of them quite sudden and out of the blue. The characters, however, are far from memorable Hard boiled it may be but I find it very difficult to agree with the strapline on the cover of the book which has Raymond Chandler proclaiming, 'Some kind of highpoint in the ultra hardboiled manner!
Feb 07, Feliks rated it really liked it Shelves: genre-thrillers. A rich discovery of a mostly unknown s talent. Cain clobbers! He whales! Takes names and kicks butt. He goes off. On a rampage. Gotta love it. His technique is superb. Only one down--side, as far as I can see. The side-effect of such a fast-moving tale is: "I can't keep track of who's body that was on the floor a moment ago because another character came in and disposed of it and now the hero is chasing someone we should know the name of but we don't".
But it is soooo worth it. The mayhem in this little book--very reminiscent of Dashiell Hammett's 'Red Harvest'. Much for today's writers to learn from here. Much also which will appall and dismay today's mamby-pamby 'warriors for social justice'.
Yes, be warned: there are slurs galore in this read. Slim, short-page count, but blazing-hot read. Pulse-pounding action! I very much recommend it. Smart guy Gerry Kells drifts into LA and finds himself in the middle of a crossfire between rival gangs, gangsters and politicians. The tough guy tries to stay alive and play all the angles while surrounded by crooks, cops, vixens, victims and vice. Author Paul Cain paints a dizzying sometimes confusing array of characters who shoot, smash, scream and surrender their way through this blistering paced crime novel.
This book was written and set in seamy Los Angeles around LA is wallowing in the depths of the Depression, Prohibition, and corrupt machine politics some things never change. The novel is more hard-boiled than Dashiell Hammett. The action is non-stop, slowing only slightly for a few sentences whenever the narrator loses consciousness, or yet another character gasps their la This book was written and set in seamy Los Angeles around The action is non-stop, slowing only slightly for a few sentences whenever the narrator loses consciousness, or yet another character gasps their last breath, both of which happen frequently.
It has more twists and turns, and a higher individual body count, than any other book that I can recall. This book is easily 5 stars in its genre, one of the best ever written of its kind. Raymond Chandler called it the "high point in the ultra hard-boiled manner". Jun 10, Tim Schneider rated it liked it. That was certainly a book.
This may be a case of me just not getting it. This is generally considered one of the great hard-boiled books. To me it was pulp The protagonist, Gerry Kells, has come to L. The l Huh. The local gangsters and political machines keep trying to lure Kells in At the same time they keep trying to double cross him even if he doesn't want to be involved Then when he decides to get involved various things happen Part of the problem with discerning the motivations of the characters is that Cain spends pretty much no time developing any of them.
There are no discernible personalities here. There are names of characters who are about an inch deep in characterization. One of the things that people tout about the book is that it just keeps driving forward. And I guess it does, except when it's explaining how to drive from one side of L. But the drive doesn't add up to much. And to the extent is adds to anything it's not much that we haven't seen done infinitely better in Red Harvest or in The Glass Key.
I wouldn't say that I'm unhappy I read this. Gilroy came in and put out his two hands and pushed him. Shane was all right; he shook his head and went after Gilroy, and Gilroy curled him on the side of the head, jabbed straight left to his face. Gilroy folded up slowly. He held his hands over the middle of his body and bent his knees slowly. His face was twisted with pain.
He stumbled forward and straightened up a little and then fell down on his side and drew his knees up. Shane was leaning against; the ropes and his breathing was sharply audible in the momentary silence.
Then the ring filled with people; Gilroy was carried to his corner. The announcer was shouting vainly for silence. One of Shane's seconds held the ropes apart for him; he stared dazedly at the crowd, ducked through the ropes, into the tunnel that led to the dressing rooms.
Brand's friend turned around and grinned wryly at Kells, shook his head sadly. His tie was sticking out of his high stiff collar at the same cocky angle, his small head was covered by a big, violently plaid cap.
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