what every airport newsstand thriller ought to be: a multiperspectival novel of a hundred and eighty-nine paperback pages, none of them superfluous
an ideal summer read, an ideal winter read, too, when you want to get away to the sights and smells and drinks and general texture of the tropics
Hamilton is one of the three best American thriller writers, the other two being Dashiell Hammett and Ross Thomas
the Helm books, the twenty-eight-volume series about counterterrorist government agent Matt Helm that began in 1960 with Death of a Citizen and continued into the Nineties
[Ep. Sigrist. V. Queneau& ‘Fantomas’. Evreul Stahl, Teachout, ‘Bond’, merite/ opincarul.]
the best of his five excellent Westerns, Smoky Valley (1954), has a similar clarity, firmness of outline, physicality, and abundance of memorable scenes
The Helm books weren’t the first important American series about a government secret agent. So far as I know, Edward S. Aarons started things off with Sam Durrell in Assignment to Disaster (1955)
The Mona Intercept is a valiant try at a multiperspectival, fat-best-seller, airport-newsstand thriller, a splendid read in parts, less than convincing in others, though never dull; a thinking person’s precursor to Frederick Forsyth’s big-ship thriller, The Devil’s Alternative (1982)
AP—plajã& francezii—‘garã’& muzicianul—‘senzaţionalul’.
Books are good company, in sad times and happy times, for books are people — people who have managed to stay alive by hiding between the covers of a book (E. B. White)
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