Showing posts with label crime fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crime fiction. Show all posts

Sunday, January 3, 2010

My Reading List From 2009

It has been some time since I made a posting here, one of the reasons being that I have been too busy reading! Nonetheless, what follows is a list of exactly what I read throughout 2009, and the perceptive reader will notice that outside of my favorites (Michael Connelly, James Lee Burke, Walter Mosley and Jonathon Kellerman) my reading has been eclectic, following no particular theme or interest. In the near future I hope to provide some capsule commentary on several of the titles.

Alex and Me – Irene Pepperberg (N.F.)
The Given Day – Dennis Lehane
Anansi Boys – Neil Gaiman
Leisureville – Andrew D. Blechman
Too Close to Home – Linwood Barclay
The Shadow of Reichenbach Falls – John R. King
Walking Through Walls – Philip Smith
After Sunset – Stephen King
Resurrection Men – Ian Rankin
Bones – Jonathan Kellerman
Diablerie – Walter Mosley
The Brass Verdict – Michael Connelly
Blonde Faith – Walter Mosley
Them – Nathan McCall
The Brief History of the Dead – Kevin Brockmeir
Be the Change – Lisa Endlich
Shakespeare – The World as Stage – Bill Bryson
Feelers – Brian Wiprud
Three Cups of Tea – Greg Mortenson and David Relin
Why Your World is About to Get a Whole Lot Smaller- Jeff Rubin
The Evil That Men Do – Dave White
The Way Home – George Pelecanos
Outliers – The Story of Success – Malcolm Gladwell
Relentless – Dean Koontz
Lush Life – Richard Price
Road Dogs – Elmore Leonard
A Fraction of the Whole – Steve Tolz
The Scarecrow – Michael Connelly
Chasing Smoke – Bill Cameron
Wake – Robert Sawyer
Body Copy – Michael Craven
American Fascists – The Christian Right and the War on America – Chris Hedges
Fear the Worst – Linwood Barclay
The Casebook of Victor Frankenstein – Peter Ackroyd
9 Dragons – Michael Connelly
Rain Gods – James Lee Burke
The Highest Tide – Jim Lynch
I Don’t Believe in Atheists – Chris Hedges
The English Major - Jim Harrison

Total Books Read for 2009: 39

My Reading List From 2009

It has been some time since I made a posting here, one of the reasons being that I have been too busy reading! Nonetheless, what follows is a list of exactly what I read throughout 2009, and the perceptive reader will notice that outside of my favorites (Michael Connelly, James Lee Burke, Walter Mosley and Jonathon Kellerman) my reading has been eclectic, following no [particular theme or interest. In the near future I hope to provide some capsule commentary of several of the titles.

Alex and Me – Irene Pepperberg (N.F.)

The Given Day – Dennis Lehane

Anansi Boys – Neil Gaiman

Leisureville – Andrew D. Blechman

Too Close to Home – Linwood Barclay

The Shadow of Reichenbach Falls – John R. King

Walking Through Walls – Philip Smith

After Sunset – Stephen King

Resurrection Men – Ian Rankin

Bones – Jonathan Kellerman

Diablerie – Walter Mosley

The Brass Verdict – Michael Connelly

Blonde Faith – Walter Mosley

Them – Nathan McCall

The Brief History of the Dead – Kevin Brockmeir

Be the Change – Lisa Endlich

Shakespeare – The World as Stage – Bill Bryson

Feelers – Brian Wiprud

Three Cups of Tea – Greg Mortenson and David Relin

Why Your World is About to Get a Whole Lot Smaller- Jeff Rubin

The Evil That Men Do – Dave White

The Way Home – George Pelecanos

Outliers – The Story of Success – Malcolm Gladwell

Relentless – Dean Koontz

Lush Life – Richard Price

Road Dogs – Elmore Leonard

A Fraction of the Whole – Steve Tolz

The Scarecrow – Michael Connelly

Chasing Smoke – Bill Cameron

Wake – Robert Sawyer

Body Copy – Michael Craven

American Fascists – The Christian Right and the War on America – Chris Hedges

Fear the Worst – Linwood Barclay

The Casebook of Victor Frankenstein – Peter Ackroyd

9 Dragons – Michael Connelly

Rain Gods – James Lee Burke

The Highest Tide – Jim Lynch

I Don’t Believe in Atheists – Chris Hedges

The English Major - Jim Harrison

Total Books Read for 2009: 39

Thursday, October 25, 2007

Drama City - George Pelecanos

At one point in this gritty novel, someone says, “They used to call this Dodge City. Better name would be Drama City.” The city being referred to is Washington, D.C., but it is not the one we are most familiar with, the seat of U.S political power, but rather a much more hard-edged community encompassing both comedy and tragedy, just as we see depicted in the masks of drama. It is the world of the street, the drug dealer, the addict, and those who are trying to leave that world behind.

Lorenzo Brown, the novel’s protagonist, is one of the latter. A black former drug dealer now on parole, he is trying to adhere to the straight life through his job as “a dog police.” Working for the Humane Society, he and his white partner, Mark, have the responsibility of confronting a wide range of people, some criminal, some just addicted, lazy, helpless or irresponsible, in order to ensure the proper treatment of the animals under their care. Lorenzo, the more realistic of the two, has to frequently remind Mark that there are some dogs that cannot be rehabilitated or made adoptable, so scarred are they from the abuse experienced in their lives. These dogs, few in number, become a metaphor for both the limitations and the possibilities of human change.

Rachel Lopez is Lorenzo’s troubled parole officer. By day her tough but compassionate nature serves her well in the demands of work, but by night she is a troubled woman who abuses alcohol and gets into a variety of risky sexual situations, all the time deluding herself that she is in control of her life.

The lives of these struggling people invariably intersect with the world of the drug dealer. Two groups, led by Nigel Johnson and Deacon Taylor, control the streets of their respective turfs in Drama City, each seemingly satisfied with their domains and their agreement not to encroach upon the other’s jurisdiction. However, an almost innocent misunderstanding by one of Johnson’s men over who has rights to a specific corner leads to a series of events that threaten both the rehabilitation of Lorenzo Brown, a former acolyte of Johnson, and the very life of Rachel Lopez.

Pelecanos has fashioned an involving story here. Although his characterization is not as thorough as some of the writers of this genre, he provides sufficient information to involve the reader in Brown’s life to the point where we care about his fate, admiring his efforts at rehabilitation, and concerned about the influences that threaten it.

I don’t think he is as successful with Rachel Lopez. While he provides reasons for her behaviour, the loss of both of her parents and a wild streak observed by her father when she was young, neither seemed especially credible to me. Perhaps had the author spent a little more time with her development, he would have succeeded in creating a three-dimensional character.

In terms of the main drug dealers, Nigel Johnson and Deacon Taylor, Pelacanos invests sufficient humanity in the former by showing that he cares about his mother, as well as his friend and former employee Lorenzo. He does not want the latter to fall back into the criminal life. One senses that had circumstances been different, he might have developed into a productive member of society. Deacon Taylor has no such humanity.

George Pelecanos accomplishes a great deal in his novel. His talent for writing street dialogue lends a verisimilitude to his work that lesser writers are unable to achieve. As well, in the commonplace depictions of the circumstances and behaviour of people existing on the periphery of society, he effectively conveys the cruel reality of the lives of those who, either by social conditioning, fate, economics, or just plain bad luck, have very little chance to break out of the despair of their existences.