Friday, April 27, 2018

Unfinished Misreads, with Danny Gardner

"Man, I got so many books, y'all don't even know."

I write a lot, but I read, too and I'd like to get credit for all the reading I do despite having so much writing to do, because that'll make me seem more committed to writing by folks who have the time to sit around and judge people for not reading while writing because that seems cool. Below are my most current crime fiction reads, except I couldn't really finish them on account I have another blog thing I do and reading can be hard sometimes. Anyhow, here are my top mystery/crime/thriller picks from off my TBR pile. All books are new releases unless otherwise noted.

Flowers For Algernon, by Daniel Keyes: Charlie Gordon is an unwitting pawn in a mad scientist's gambit to create an army of super-intelligent mice, most likely to take over the Earth or something. What they didn't realize he had a plan of his own, and he elects to receive the surgery that would make him a super-intelligent mouse. Things go wrong, his co-workers conspire against him, and there's something about a nurse and some flowers and it all sets up to have some really cool climax like the end of Fahrenheit 451, I think. I really enjoy dystopian science fiction. I wish I'd have finished it.

The Importance of Being Earnest, by Oscar Wilde: I don't normally read plays but this one started out good. It's a Victorian-era spy thriller involving a case of assumed identity, almost like Remington Steele (great show—they should bring that one back.) Jack Worthing is an agent who is keeping a beautiful and wealthy young heiress in hiding out in the country. While she must remain a secret, he still has to go on missions in London, thus the codename Earnest (which is the importance part, I'm guessing.) Earnest is, like, the 00 in the James Bond books because everyone wants to be frickin' Earnest. His best homie steals his name and goes out to the country to, I guess, capture the heiress, leaving Jack to contend with both his dawg and Victorian society, including a double-agent named Gwendolyn. I wanted to see how this one would turn out, but I started reading it in an accent in my head and it all got murky. First act was good, tho'.

Native Son, by Richard Wright: I figured I'd like this one, but I couldn't get through but half. There's a poor kid on the Sout' side of Chicago who, after planning and calling off a robbery, is taken in by some rich white folks whose daughter wants to overthrow the government or give everyone free college or something. Everything is going well but that communist jazz starts up and, sooner than later, Bigger up and killed two folks and is the subject of a crazy manhunt. When they catch him alive, I closed the book. I prefer realism in my crime fiction. Ain't no black dude named Bigger being taken in alive in Chicago, no time. I heard James Baldwin and Richard Wright got into a scrap over the plot. You can't take us no place.

Brave New World, by Aldous Huxley: I picked this up when a friend told me that it was "1984" before "1984" was "1984" or some shit. First off, society is all about sex and drugs, especially soma, which is I guess like Molly the kids take at the raves or some such. There's this guy named Bernard who is really trying to get with this lady named Lenina, which seemed really Russian and we're not cool with them right now, but I kept reading. So he takes her to a reservation for savages which really seemed like a place where people live as we do now and gets up with this guy John, the Savage who likes Shakespeare a whole lot. His moms is from the sex and drugs side of life and when they return to the World State she goes right back to getting her freak on except savage livin' ain't easy and the fat dude Bernard keeps causing trouble for them with organizing parties and whatnot. Oh, and there's this fancy fella named Heimholz who is handsome and a big shot Alpha but he's really, like, a liberal so he gets to go to the Falkland Islands and write for the rest of his life. I bet had I finished it, there'd be a hitman in his hotel room waiting for him, like that last scene in The Departed (great movie! I wonder if that was a book.)

Next time, I'll review the crime fiction classic "The Old Man and The Sea," which is about the rogue fishing trade and smuggling or something. Anyhow, thanks for reading. Catch y'all on the flip.


For those interested in the works to which I frequently refer, check out these titles at your local bookseller, your local library, or online where you enjoy purchasing your print and e-books. As always, thanks for your support and encouragement.


1 comment:

Lisa Ciarfella said...

Anytime you start reading in an accent, could be a sign to move in closer, or move on🤣!

Luv'd that last scene in the departed too...guy got his dues!