Showing posts with label Otto Penzler. Show all posts
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9/11/24

Golden Age Whodunits (2024) edited by Otto Penzler

Golden Age Whodunits (2024), edited by Otto Penzler, is the fourth anthology in the American Mystery Classics series and previously reviewed Golden Age Locked Room Mysteries (2022), which unfortunately consisted mostly of short stories already collected in other locked room-themed anthologies – several having appeared together in Tantalizing Locked Room Mysteries (1982). So the selection of stories left me a little salty and you can taste it in the review. A review that wasn't appreciated by everyone at the time.

Fortunately, the content of this latest anthology looked a lot more promising and enticing. I've only read four five, of the fifteen, short stories collected in Golden Age Whodunits. And discussed two of those four stories, Clayton Rawson's "The Clue of the Tattooed Man" (1946) and Fredric Brown's "Crisis, 1999" (1949), in past blog-posts. I'll be skipping those two stories. Still more than enough newish material to warrant a read that will hopefully translate into a review with lower salt levels. Let's find out!

The first short story is Stephen Vincent Benét's "The Amateur of Crime," originally published in the April, 1927, issue of The American Magazine, which begins during Mrs. Culverin's house party at her Long Island home and she has gathered a who's who of guests – everyone from a cinema star and Olympic athlete to Ruritanian dignitaries. Peter Scarlet is a pink-cheeked youth whose enormous, horn-rimmed spectacles "gave him much of the innocent downiness of a very young owl” and his hobby enlivened the sagging house party. Scarlet is the amateur of crime privately studying "the queer kinds of people who are murderers" or "the even queerer kinds who are murderees" ("the people who seem just born and bound to be murdered"). Mrs. Culverin's house party is going to give him an opportunity to put his theory into practice when Prince Mirko, of Ruritania, is stabbed to death in his locked suite under impossible circumstances.

G.K. Chesterton's Father Brown series clearly modeled for "The Amateur of Crime" and Peter Scarlet. Benét wrote a short story that often feels like a Chestertonian detective story, particularly the opening stages and the character of Scarlet, but the disappointing solution is exactly the kind of second-and third-rate tripe Chesterton shepherded the genre. Baffingly, Benét did nothing with Scarlet's study of murderers and their murderees. So not a very promising beginning to this anthology.

Anthony Boucher comes to the rescue with "Black Murder," originally published in the September, 1943, issue of Ellery Queen's Mystery Magazine and collected in Exeunt Murderers (1983), which is where I first read it. However, I didn't remember having read this before until Nick Noble came into the story. A once promising, young homicide devoted to both his job and wife, but "when both were gone, there was nothing left" except "cheap sherry that dulled the sharpness of reality enough to make it bearable" – while his mind and reasoning skills remained razor sharp. A mind that can trace patterns in chaos. So helps out his former colleagues on occasion, like a barroom detective, for booze money ("Screwball Division... they called him"). This time, Detective Lieutenant Donald MacDonald is investigating the attempted poisoning of a naval inventor, Harrison Shaw, who was working a sub detector. Only person who could have administrated the poison is his own mother and MacDonald doesn't buy it. So goes to the Chula Negra Café, headquarters of the Screwball Division, where Noble makes short work of the case, but they get surprise when the inventor is still gruesomely murdered. And, whoever slit his throat, drew a bloody swastika on the wall. Noble simply solves this second part of the case by pointing out that swastika drawing points to only one of the suspects. I liked how the solution delivered on the promise of the story's opening line, "in peacetime the whole Shaw case could never have happened." A solid short story from an even better, regrettably short-lived series.

Mignon G. Eberhart's "The Flowering Face" was first published in the May, 1935, issue of The Delineator and collected in Dead Yesterday and Other Stories (2007). This story features Susan Dare, a young mystery novelist, who's wrested away from her fictional murders to join a party on a mountain hike to the inn at the top. There the announcement of an engagement becomes "the focus of a queer, dreadful quarrel" ending with someone dead at the bottom of a ravine. Was it an accident or a cleverly engineered murder? The murderer is apparent halfway through the story, but then it becomes a question how it was done as everyone was inside arguing. A soundly constructed, quasi-impossible crime around a well-realized outdoors setting recalling the mountaineering howdunits of Glyn Carr. I enjoyed it.

The next short story comes from a "Literary Visitor" to the crime-and detective genre, F. Scott Fitzgerald, whose short story "The Dance" first appeared in the June, 1926, issue of The Red Book Magazine. The story has the narrator recalling a trip to the southern cotton mill town of Davis where she "saw the surface crack for a minute and something savage, uncanny, and frightening rear its head" – before "the surface closed again." It boils down to flirtatious love affairs boiling over into murder during a dance party and the narrator solves the fatal shooting in the women's dressing room, but "The Dance" is closer to a social crime story than a detective story proper with the local's searching for the shooter among the black population of the town ("...instant and unquestioned assumption"). So not a bad short story, but neither is it a Golden Age detective story.

Penzler wrote in the introduction that a 13-year-old Fitzgerald wrote a short detective story, "The Mystery of the Raymond Mortgage," which actually got published in the September, 1909, issue of Now and Then. So poked around a bit and found something interesting: "The Mystery of the Raymond Mortgage" would "likely have remained a mysterious footnote in Fitzgerald's bibliography, were it not for Ellery Queen's Mystery Magazine." EQMM saved it from obscurity by reprinting it in their March, 1960, issue. A shame its early, pre-GAD publication date precluded inclusion here as it sounds like a fun, Doylean-style mystery, but perhaps something for a future anthology entitled Gaslit Whodunits.

C. Daly King's "The Episode of the Tangible Illusion," originally published in the February, 1935, issue of Mystery under the title "Invisible Terror,' is a gem of an impossible crime story! Golden Age Locked Room Mysteries has King's most well-known short story in the Mr. Tarrant series, "The Episode of the Nail and the Requiem" (1935), but it's overrated and suggested "The Episode of the Tangible Illusion" would have been a better pick. And here we are!

After recovering from a mental breakdown, Valerie Mopish moved with her brother, John, to Norrisville where they built a new, modernistic house on a remote piece of ground without a shred of history attached to it. So no ghost haunts the Mopish house, which means Valerie's delusions and hallucations have returned. She begins to see and hear things when alone in the house. Such as footsteps following her around. And, fearing she's going mad again, she refuses to marry Jerry Phelan. Not until she knows there isn't "something funny" about her. Jerry stays the night to guard the house against prowling tramps, noisy ghosts or simple delusions, but gets to meet the invisible intruder. Jerry is followed up the stairs by clear, unmistakable pounding footsteps ("heavy and solid"), but, when he turned around, the stairs behind him were "absolutely empty." Next thing that happens is Valerie getting pushed down a flight of stairs when "there was no person, nor anything else, near her." This is enough for Jerry to get in a specialist and turns to the ever curious, Mr. Tarrant and returns to the house with his manservant, Katoh, but the night only brings another ghostly impossibility to light. Surprisingly, Tarrant concludes that "there is no mechanical contrivance in the entire house in any way connected with the phenomena." So what caused the phenomena? Could a modern, 1930s house really be haunted?

The impossibility of phantom footfalls is a neat variation on the no-footprints scenario, which has been sporadically explored in such stories as Anthony Wynne's "Footsteps" (1926) to Edward D. Hoch's "The Stalker of Souls" (1989), but never as good as "The Episode of the Tangible Illusion" – on a whole a very original take on the haunted house detective story. I'm thinking it's time to place The Complete Curious Mr. Tarrant (2003) on the reread pile.

Ring Lardner's "Haircut," originally published in the March 28, 1925, issue of Liberty Magazine, is, as the introduction points out, "not a typical mystery story." Lardner was famous as a sports writer and humorist who penned a darkly humorous story presented as a string of anecdotes told by a barber cutting a new customer. The anecdotes revolves around the exploits of the small town's cruel jester, Jim Kendall, who would have made a fascinating study subject for Peter Scarlet from Benét's "The Amateur of Crime." So, of course, Kendall gets hoisted on his own petard. A bleak, darkly humorous criminal anecdote and a welcome surprise to find in this anthology.

Stuart Palmer's "Fingerprints Don't Lie" was first published in the November, 1947, issue of EQMM and one of the Miss Hildegarde Withers short stories I hadn't read yet. Miss Withers was on her way to California for a holiday when her friends of the New York police at Centre Street asks her to look into a missing person, Eileen Travis. She's supposed to be living there to establish residence for a Nevada divorce. And her husband, recently indicted for black market shenanigans, has uttered some treats. Miss Withers arrives on the scene of a gruesome shotgun killing and, before too long, another murder discovered. This time, the victim has an icepick planted between his shoulders. Fortunately, the murderer left fingerprints on the murder weapons ("...the prints on the icepick matched the prints on the shotgun..."), but they "can't find any suspect whose prints fit those on the murder weapons." Palmer is a personal favorite and think Miss Withers is the best spinster sleuth the Golden Age has produced, but this short story is definitely a low-point in the series. The solution to the fingerprints is carny, not the good kind, which is trotted out in the last line as a "tadaah, surprise!" However, it outright ignores the incredible difficulty to use that trick to shoot someone in the face with a shotgun or the outright impossibility to stab someone in the back with it. Unworthy of Palmer and Miss Withers!

Shockingly, I didn't hate the next story. I'm not a fan of Melville Davisson Post nor understand the (once) classical status of stories like "The Doomdorf Mystery" (1914) or why S.S. van Dine, Ellery Queen and Howard Haycraft tried to prop him up as America's answer to G.K. Chesterton and Father Brown – which couldn't be further from the truth. Every story I've read by Post was a poor specimen of the detective story often with "borrowed" plot ideas. "The Doomdorf Mystery" reportedly lifted the central idea from M. McDonnell Bodkin's "Murder by Proxy" (1897), "The Bradmoor Murder" (1925) took its cue from a famous Sherlock Holmes story and "The Hidden Law" (1914) bad and boring. So gave it half a thought to simply skip this story, but decided to give it a try. And, surprisingly, found a very decently done courtroom procedural.

Post's "The Witness in the Metal Box," originally published in the November, 1929, issue of The American Magazine, concerns a contested will. Alexander Harrington was supposed to have died intestate, "leaving his great properties to pass by operation of law to his daughter," but a holograph will was found leaving everything to his younger brother ("...some minor provisions for the daughter"). What gave the testament the stamp of authenticity is the signature ("that big arabesque of a scrawl could not be imitated"). Colonel Braxton, "no knight-errant for romance," is the eccentric lawyer representing the daughter. But he brought no witnesses or experts to testify. Only a small, circular metal box and curious questions about farming to win the case ("this Colonel Braxton was the magician out of a storybook"). I never thought I would say this about a short story penned by Melville Davisson Post, but "The Witness in the Metal Box" is not bad at all.

Ellery Queen's "Man Bites Dog" first appeared in the June, 1939, issue of Blue Book and collected in The New Adventures of Ellery Queen (1940), which is where I first read it, but remembered next to nothing about the story or plot. The story finds Queen working in Hollywood and itching the return to New York where "the New York Giants and the New York Yankees are waging mortal combat to determine the baseball championship of the world" ("ever missed a New York series before"). Miss Paula Paris, celebrated gossip columnist, ensures he gets to see the championship match together Inspector Richard Queen and Sgt. Velie. During the game, the ex-baseball pitcher Big Bill Tree is poisoned while watching the game. While not the most challenging of short stories this series has produced, the solution to the poisoning has a satisfying little twist. However, the most interesting part of the story is the character of Ellery Queen himself.

It has been pointed out before that the Ellery Queen in this short story is nothing like the book collecting, pince-nez-wearing Philo Vance clone who was introduced in The Roman Hat Mystery (1929) a decade earlier. You can't imagine the Queen from the international series getting annoyed at a murder interrupting his baseball game and only given the case half his attention, while keeping another eye on the game. That being said, I think "Man Bites Dog" could have been adapted into a tremendous episode for the 1975 Ellery Queen TV series. I couldn't help but imagine Jim Hutton, David Wayne and Tom Reese playing the parts of EQ, Inspector Queen and Sgt. Velie here.

"The Phonograph Murder," originally published in the January 25, 1947, issue of Collier's, is Helen Reilly's only short story on record. This story is an inverted detective story. George Bonfield is the complacent, browbeaten husband of Louise who realizes one evening he really hates her guts. The catalyst is his aunt's bequest coming due in three months and his wife tells him colorful details how she intends to spend the money ("she went on, devouring his $30,000 endowment to the last crumb"). A broken timer on the gas stove gives him an idea how to get rid of his wife and provide himself with an incontestable alibi, or so he hopes. The case of the apparently botched burglary is in the hands of Inspector Christopher McKee of the Manhattan Homicide Squad. Not that this case needed a great detective as Bonfield folds at the first small bump in the road and obligingly confesses. So a weak ending to a story that started out strong.

Mary Roberts Rinehart's "The Lipstick," originally published in the July, 1942, issue of Cosmopolitan, brings some mild suspense to this anthology. Elinor Hammond had fallen from the tenth-floor window of her psychiatrist's waiting room, but did she take her own life or was she pushed? Her younger cousin, Miss Louise Baring, believes she was murdered and takes it upon herself to find the murderer. Not merely because her mother threatens to stop her allowance for trying to stir up scandal. Not bad, on a whole, but not really my thing either.

Vincent Starrett's "Too Many Sleuths," originally published in the October, 1927, issue of Real Detective Tales and Mystery Stories, is the longest story in this anthology and loosely based on the real-life Oscar Slater case – similar to D. Erskine Muir's Five to Five (1934). This time, the victim is the elderly, jumpy Miss Harriet Lambert "who is constantly afraid that something is going to happen to her." So she locked herself away in her apartment with her collection of brooches, rings, and pendants against "the bloody terrors that filled the outside world." Unfortunately, for Miss Lambert, one of those bloody horrors got pass the patent spring lock on the door and bludgeoned her to death. Frederick Dellabough, roving crime reporter of the Morning Telegram, is on the case and he has access to his own armchair detective, G. Washington Troxell. A bibliophile, bookseller and amateur detective who work together like Rex Stout's Archie Goodwin and Nero Wolfe ("I'm Dellabough's brain. Dellabough, to put it in another way, is my legs"). The first lead is the man who was seen casually leaving the scene of the crime after saying goodbye to the corpse. A man who may be named Otto Sandow or Oscar Slaney and they may, or not may, be one and the same person. Just one of the many complications that include other people who think they got hold of the answer.

A very well written, Wolfean-style detective story predating Stout's Nero Wolfe series by a good eight years! Regrettably, the solution is plain and unremarkable next to the elaborate misdirection and dead ends involving mixed identifies, a pawn ticket and too many sleuths. A stronger, more inspired solution could have turned this into a small gem.

T.S. Stribling's "A Passage to Benares," first published in the February 20, 1926, issue of Adventure, closes out this anthology, but have nothing much to say about it. Dr. Henry Poggioli, the American psychologist and consulting detective, is in the Port of Spain, Trinidad, when he asked to investigate a murder at a Hindu temple. A young bride had been found decapitated and a group of beggars were found sleeping nearby carrying items of the murdered bride, but the widowed groom is also under suspicion. However, this story is an exercise in style over substance. From the local color and dream analyzes to the final line. A travelogue trying to be a regional mystery, which only succeeded in making me appreciate S.H. Courtier and Arthur W. Upfield all the more.

So not a great closer to Golden Age Whodunits, but, on a whole, I thought the selection an improvement over Golden Age Locked Room Mysteries. Not every pick is a classic of the short story form, some were just bad or disappointing, but greatly enjoyed the stories from Boucher, Eberhart, King and Queen with the stories by Lardner and Post being welcome surprises. So the usual mixed bag of tricks, but a mixed bag with something for everyone.

11/5/22

Golden Age Locked Room Mysteries (2022) edited by Otto Penzler

Back in 2018, Otto Penzler, of MysteriousPress and the Mysterious Bookshop in New York City, founded Penzler Publishers and launched the company's first imprint, American Mystery Classics, dedicated "to reissuing classic American mystery fiction" personally selected by Penzler – which include Greats likes of Baynard Kendrick, Stuart Palmer, Craig Rice and Ellery Queen. Regrettably, I have either already read and own the books currently reissued or they're not prioritized on my wishlist. So never got around to reading one of their reissues or anthologies, until now. 

When the impossible crime-themed anthology Golden Age Locked Room Mysteries (2022) was announced as forthcoming, it was the first title that got me genuinely excited for American Mystery Classics. Some of that initial enthusiasm began to wane when the line-up of stories turned out to be mostly a best-of selection from previous locked room anthologies. Eight of the fourteen stories collected here can be found in the other, well-known locked room anthologies with three of them having appearing together in Tantalizing Locked Room Mysteries (1982). So not the most original and inspired selection of stories, but, as the resident locked room fanboy, it simply was impossible to ignore this anthology for too long. This anthology has three stories I've not read yet, which is something, I suppose.

Just one more thing before diving into this collection: I'm going to skip over the following stories, MacKinlay Kantor's "The Light at Three O'Clock" (1930), Stuart Palmer's "The Riddle of the Yellow Canary" (1934), John Dickson Carr's "The Third Bullet" (1937) and Clayton Rawson's "Off the Face of the Earth" (1949), which have been discussed on this blog before. I'm also skipping Queen's novella "The House of Haunts" (1935), known better under the title "The Lamp of God," because want to reread and review it separately. And with that out of the way, let's take a closer look at this latest locked room anthology. 

Golden Age Locked Room Mysteries opens with an unusual story, Anthony Boucher's "Elsewhen," originally published in the December, 1946, issue of Street & Smith's Detective Story Magazine, which combined elements of the locked room mystery and the unbreakable alibi with pure science-fiction – centering on a homemade time machine. Harrison Partridge, or the Great Harrison Partridge, begins the story with announcing to his sister, Agatha, he has invented "an actual working model of a time-traveling machine." The world's first ever time machine, however, the first model has a number of limitations as it can only travel to the past and only a few minutes, which Partridge eventually stretched that period to "a trifle under two hours." While not suited to go adventuring through the distant past, Partridge decides to use his machine to remove a relative who stands in his way to a huge inheritance. A perfect murder in a library with the door and all the windows locked on the inside, basically an impossible crime, "that could never conceivably be proved on him or on any innocent." However, the victim's secretary was inside the library when the murder was committed and therefore seen by the police as the only one who could have done it. So his fiance hires Boucher's series-detective, Fergus O'Breen, whose presence has some interesting implications. Boucher, Palmer and Rice created a shared universe through cameos and crossovers in which time-travel is now possible!

I had forgotten how good "Elsewhen" really is! One of those finely-crafted, practically flawless gems of the science-fiction mystery hybrid, but it's as out-of-place here as it was in Death Locked In: An Anthology of Locked Room Stories (1987). The locked room-angle is only there to hand the police a ready-made suspect and give Fergus O'Breen a reason to get involved. And he focuses entirely on trying to break down an impeccably-timed alibi. "Elsewhen" is an imaginative exploration of the idea that an alibi is a locked room in time and a locked room an alibi in space, but still feels weirdly out-of-place among proper impossible crime stories. 

Fredric Brown's "Whistler's Murder,” originally published in the December, 1946, issue of Street & Smith's Detective Story Magazine, was new to me and the story began promising enough. Mr. Henry Smith, of the Phalanx Insurance Co, goes to the home of a client, Walter Perry, who has not paid the current premium on a $3000 policy. So he come to collect the premium or the policy expires, but, when Mr. Smith arrives at the house, he spots a wreath hanging on the front door and finds the police inside. Walter Perry is suspected of having murdered his uncle, Carlos Perry, as he admitted to having written the threatening letters that turned the house into a locked and guarded fortress. And the police is stuck as to how he could have entered the house with two detectives standing guard on the roof. Fortunately. Mr. Smith has a gift for observation and quickly deduces the truth, but the solution is even by pulp-standards utterly preposterous. You might pull such a trick on unsuspecting witnesses in the dark, but not with trained observers. I refuse to believe those two detectives would spot it and go, "that looks completely normal and natural." Not anywhere neas as good as some of Brown's other short locked room mysteries. 

Joseph Commings' "Fingerprint Ghost" was first published in the May, 1947, issue of 10-Story Detective Magazine and opens at the Sphinx Club where the well-known miracle smasher, Senator Brooks U. Banner, is told by magician Larry Drollen about the murder of Dr. Gabriel Garrett – who had been stabbed in his office with a silver-handled knife. The police had no clues and no leads. A week ago, a spirit medium, Ted Wesley, claimed that for "a large fee he'd return Garrett's spirit to earth and have him name his killer." Drollen challenged Wesley to forfeit the fee if, "under identical circumstances," he "couldn't produce bigger and better ghosts." And perhaps trap the killer himself. A séance is arranged under very tight, strictly controlled conditions as Drollen is tied to a chair, "trusted up like a hogtied steer," inside a curtained cabinet. The other participants sit around the table in straitjackets and touching feet with the only door locked and guarded on the outside. So how's it possible Drollen ended up with a knife in his chest? Why do "the fingerprints on the knife did not belong to anyone who had been in that room"?

This story has a better premise than execution with the tightly-controlled séance demonstrating how good Commings was at dreaming up impossible crime scenarios, but the solution is neither one of his best or most original. I suppose Penzler considered the remaining, uncollected Senator Banner stories from too late a date to be included in Golden Age Locked Room Mysteries (e.g. "The Invisible Clue," 1950), but why not pick a better story from Banner Deadlines (2004) like "Murder Under Glass" (1947). It has an impossible murder inside a bolted room made entirely of glass with a very fitting and original solution.

The next story is Mignon G. Eberhart's "The Calico Dog," originally published in the September, 1934, issue of Delineator and the second of three stories that were completely new to me, which fortunately turned out to be really good. Susan Dare is a mystery novelist who occasionally plays detective herself and she asked to help out a wealthy widow, Mrs. Idabelle Lasher. Twenty years ago, Mrs. Lasher's then 4-year-old, Derek, disappeared alongside with his nursemaid. So they always suspected she had stolen their son as there never was any attempt to demand ransom, but, recently, Derek has a returned. Rather, "two of him has returned." First came Dixon followed a short time later by Duane. Strangely enough, they both tell an identical story and share the same, early childhood memories like the green curtains in the nursery, a teddy bear and a calico dog – things "only Derek could remember." One is clearly lying, but who? This is a neat little play on the Tichborne Claimant, but, in order to force an answer, Susan Dare accidentally sets a murder into motion. Someone gets shot at a Charity Ball while the only other people in the room were together in a fortune teller's tent and the only, unlocked entrance was under observation. The locked room-puzzle is only a tiny cog in the overall plot that does not come into play until the final-act and quickly solved, but the simple, elegant solution perfectly fitted that final-act. But the fairly, well-clued conclusion to the claimants is where the story truly shines. I particular liked how Susan Dare tried to glean clues from a nursery school report card. 

Erle Stanley Gardner's "The Exact Opposite," originally published in the March 29, 1941, issue of Detective Fiction Weekly, which features Gardner's pulp hero and gentleman crook, Lester Leith – who "goes about hijacking robbers out of their ill-gotten spoils." So a cross between a detective and Robin Hood whose eternal rival is a police detective, Sergeant Arthur Ackley. He believes Leith is unaware that his personal valet, Beaver, is a plant, but Leith knows. And uses it to his advantage or play them against each other, which is very much the theme of this story.

Beaver tries to entice Leith to take an interest in the murder of an explorer, George Navin, who had been "mixed up with some kind of a gem robbery." Navin had thoroughly explored the Indian jungles where discovered a hidden sect and a huge temple complex guarding "a beautiful ruby, the size of a pigeon egg, set in a gold border which had Sanskrit letters carved in it." So he took the ruby, photographed it and published it in his book, which puts members of that "peculiar religious sects" on his trail. Yes, this pulp territory! So he took precautions by turning his house into a small fortress and spends the night in a room considered "virtually burglar-proof" with "a guard on duty outside of the door all night," but he's murdered one night and ruby vanishes from the safe. However, this neatly posed locked room murder disappears into the background as the story concentrates on the three-way tug-of-war between Ackley, Beaver and Leith. More importantly, the conning shenanigans of Leith and how they can possibly help him pulling the wool over everyone's eyes to get a hold of the ruby. So a great, tremendously fun story, but, judged purely on its merits as a locked room mystery, it's a pretty routine affair at best.

Gardner's "The Exact Opposite" is one of the three stories previously anthologized in Tantalizing Locked Room Mysteries and think "The Clue of the Runaway Blonde" (1945; collected in Two Clues, 1947) would have been a better, more interesting choice. The story is rarely mentioned and not very well-known as an impossible crime story, but it's good and has a rural backdrop that would have been a nice change of scenery at this point in the collection. 

C. Daly King's "The Episode of the Nail and the Requiem," originally published The Curious Mr. Tarrant (1935) and later reprinted in The Complete Curious Mr. Tarrant (2003) and The Mammoth Book of Perfect Crimes and Impossible Mysteries (2006). Trevis Tarrant is on the death when the naked body of female model is discovered in the penthouse studio of an eccentric artist, Michael Salti. So the police puts out a dragnet, but Tarrant is left behind with the nagging question how Salti got out of the studio with every door and window locked or fastened on the inside. Tarrant calls it "the most perfect sealed room, or rather sealed house, problem ever reported" and the story has a reputation of being "one of the best locked room tales" in the series, but not one that's really deserved. While the clue of the moved easel is clever and inspired, the locked room-trick is as unimpressive in its simplicity as it's utterly disappointing. More importantly, why is this story not only included in the same anthology as MacKinlay Kantor's "The Light at Three O'Clock," but were stuck together in the middle? One review commented that this anthology is "really for newcomers to the genre," but fail to see how this selection will leave a good impression on those newcomers. Or explain why some of us fanatically obsess over these infernal locked room and impossible crimes. 

I think "The Episode of the Tangible Illusion" (1935) would have been a better story to include here as it's the better story of the two that does something genuinely different with the haunted house setting. 

Craig Rice's "His Heart Could Break" was first published in the March, 1943, issue of Ellery Queen's Mystery Magazine, collected in The Name is Malone (1953) and reprinted in The Locked Room Reader (1968). John J. Malone is easily my favorite shady American lawyer-detective who can boost he never lost a client, but that reputation nearly is shot to pieces when he defended Paul Palmer on a charge of murder. Palmer had supposedly shot his uncle, Carter Brown, but "everything had been against him" as the jury, "composed of hard-working, poverty-stricken men," liked "nothing better than to convict a rich young wastrel of murder" – worse still, "they'd all been too honest to be bribed." The trial had been Malone most notable failure, but he knew "some interesting facts about the judge's private life" that allowed new evidence to be turned up for a new trial. Of course, "the evidence would have to be manufactured before the trial," but that's the least of Malone's worries. Arthur Crook and Perry Mason have nothing on Malone! But when Malone goes to the prison to visit his client, the guards and him discover Palmer swinging from a rope in his cell. And with his dying breaths says, "it wouldn't break."

Malone swears he'll prove Palmer was murdered and make an awful stink about it, but he's faced with a double-edged impossibility. Although a two-sided improbability is probably a better description. On the one hand, why would an innocent man who has been told he's getting a new trial hang himself, but, on the other, how could he have been killed while imprisoned? Malone tackles that tricky problem in his own, unique way ("I'm not insane... I'm drunk. There's a distinction”) with an excellent use of the dying message and the half-remembered lyrics of a song haunting the lawyer throughout the story. One of the best stories in this collection and really need to return to Rice sometime soon. 

Manly Wade Wellman's "Murder Among Magicians" originally appeared in the December, 1939, issue of Popular Detective and reprinted in Sleight of Crime: Fifteen Classic Tales of Murder, Mayhem and Magic (1977). Another story that began promising enough with Secutoris, "foremost stage magician and escape artist of his day," playing host to four magicians and a newspaper reporter at his Magic Mansion. Secutoris shows them his latest apparatus and gives them a demonstration, but, when the door to the magician's closet is unlocked and opened, the body of Secutoris slumps to the floor. I liked the setting and cast of characters, but the plot turned out to be poor with an uninspired, third-rate locked room-trick. You should at least expect a cheap magic trick or some easy sleight-of-hand, but even Victorian spiritualists would turn up their nose at that kind of cheap trickery.

The anthology closes out with Cornell Woolrich's "Murder at the Automat," originally published in the August, 1937, issue of Dime Detective Magazine, which appeared alongside Gardner's "The Exact Opposite" and Kantor's "The Light at Three O'Clock" in Tantalizing Locked Room Mysteries. Woolrich's name is inextricably linked to noir and suspense fiction, but, occasionally, "he also wrote detective stories that were meticulously plotted" and "even took on the great challenge of the locked room puzzle on three occasions" – like the classic "The Room with Something Wrong" (1938). And they tend to be a little darker in tone than your average, 1930s locked room mystery. Leo Avram is an unlikable, penny-pinching miser who leaves his wife and two hungry stepchildren every evening to go to the same automat to treat himself to a coffee and a bologna sandwich, but this time his sandwich was loaded with cyanide. The police quickly establishes that "there was clearly no slip-up or carelessness in the automat pantry," which means "cyanide got into that sandwich on the consumer's side of the apparatus." So either he committed suicide or one of the other customers poisoned his sandwich, but the sandwich was wrapped up and sealed in wax paper. So there's no way it could have been opened and closed again without attracting attentions or suspicion. A splendid setup and backdrop not often seen in Golden Age detective stories, which actually reminded me of those impossible poisoning stories set at eateries or barrooms in the Case Closed series. Such as the sushi bar murder from vol. 63 in which the victim is poisoned after taking a random plate of food from a conveyor belt, but, as said, Woolrich's take is much darker and grittier. But a pretty good story nonetheless with an excellent solution. A strong and solid short story to round out an otherwise standard and, on a whole, a pretty mediocre anthology.

So, as you probably noticed, this anthology has not elicited the kind of response you expect from a rambling, unapologetic locked room fanboy. The selection of stories is both disappointing and repetitive with eight of the stories having appeared in other locked room anthologies, which are well-known to the core audience who will be immediately drawn to a short story collection entitled Golden Age Locked Room Mysteries. Something that would have been acceptable enough had the absolute cream of the crop from those anthologies been selected to introduce newcomers to the locked room mystery, but the overall quality of the locked room-tricks is below average with the impossible crimes being only minor elements in some of the better stories (e.g. "Elsewhen," "The Calico Dog" and "The Riddle of the Yellow Canary"). Not to mention how some stories together makes the genre appear repetitive and two-dimensional ("The Light at Three O'Clock," "The Episode of the Nail and the Requiem" and "Murder Among Magicians"), which certainly helped cheapen Kantor's excellent suspense mystery. And that while there are so many great, unanthologized (American) locked room mysteries that could have been included. Such as Frederick I. Anderson's "Big Time" (1927), Stuart Palmer's "The Riddle of the Whirling Lights" (1935), Gerald Kersh's "Karmesin and the Meter" (1937), Theodore Roscoe's "I Was the Kid with the Drum" (1937), Fredric Brown's "Miracle on Vine Street" (1941), D.L. Champion's "The Day Nobody Died" (1941) and Helen McCloy's "The Singing Diamonds" (1949). Those stories would have given a much better, more varied impression of the genre to newcomers. But enough saltiness for one review. I'll try to pick something good for the next one.

3/5/15

Uncage the Black Lizard, Part VII: Closing the Book


"If you drink much from a bottle marked poison it is almost certain to disagree with you, sooner or later."
- Alice (Lewis Carroll's Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, 1865)
A few days later than anticipated, but finally was able to turn over the final page of Otto Penzler's mammoth-like anthology, The Black Lizard Big Book of Locked-Room Mysteries (2014), which packs nearly a thousand pages worth of impossible crime fiction in one book – from Edgar Allan Poe and John Dickson Carr to Edward D. Hoch and Bill Pronzini. 

But, first of all, the reviews up till now of The Black Lizard Big Book of Locked-Room Mysteries:

- Uncage the Black Lizard, Part 7: Closing the Book.

The final four stories that round out this collection are, thinly, spread over the remaining two categories, One Man's Poison, Signor, is Another's Meat and Our Final Hope is Flat Despair, which borrowed from another locked room anthology to fill them. That I found to be slightly disappointing. 

"The Poisoned Dow '08" by Dorothy L. Sayers was originally published in the February 25, 1933, issue of The Passing Show and first collected in Hangman's Holiday (1933). Sayers is primarily known today for her creation of a well-bred, aristocratic amateur sleuth, named Lord Peter Wimsey, but not as well known is her creation of Montague Egg – a traveling salesman who lives by rules and wisdoms contained within the Salesman's Handbook. There are eleven stories featuring Montague Egg, which were collected in Hangman's Holiday and In the Teeth of the Evidence (1939), and the opening of this story is (as far as I remember) fairly standard for the series: Egg arrives at the home of a customer, Lord Borrodale, only to be greeted by a uniformed policeman. Lord Borrodale was discovered in his study, door locked from the inside and windows protected with burglarproof locks, succumbed to nicotine poisoning from a doctored bottle of wine. However, the sealed bottle was opened in front of Borrodale and, except for the victim, nobody seems to have had the opportunity to administrate the poison. Egg finds an explanation that would've received the nodding approval of John Rhode, but the clues left for the reader to reconstruct a complete picture were rather sparse. It's a pity Egg and Wimsey never collaborated together on a case.

"A Traveller's Tale" by Margaret Frazer originally appeared in The Mammoth Book of Locked Room Mysteries and Impossible Crimes (2000), edited by Mike Ashley, which places an impossible situation in medieval England. A wine merchant, William Shellaston, his wife and young son are found dead inside a carriage, but none of their servants heard any outcry nor saw someone approaching the wagon – so how could someone have administrated poison to them? I think the situation in combination with its solution makes it closer related to an "How-Dun-It," such as Sayers' Unnatural Death (1927), but close enough to qualify as a locked room mystery. Fairly good, but not very memorable. I didn't remember anything from this story from my first reading, years ago.

"Death at the Excelsior" by P.G. Wodehouse, of Wooster and Jeeves fame, was first published in the December 1914 issue of Pearson's Magazine, which I reviewed early last year – alongside some other uncollected short stories. You can read the review here.

The final story is collected under Our Final Hope is Flat Despair and is accompanied by the following description, "some stories simply can't be categorized," which in this case isn't entirely true. I would file this story away under a good example of a Hoist On Their Own Petard and it came from the pen of a fellow mystery blogger, Connoisseur in Murder and successful crime novelist.

"Waiting for Godstow" by Martin Edwards was first published in The Mammoth Book of Locked Room Mysteries and Impossible Crimes, which gives the reader a front-row seat to the unraveling of a common, garden-variety murder case from a local news item. Claire Doherty has convinced her hunky toy boy to bump off her cheating husband, Karl, in a hit-and-run "accident," but Karl turns up alive after the job was supposed to be done. What's more: Karl accidentally killed his old mistress! So how could her husband murder someone at one end of town when there were people who swore he was somewhere else, while yet another person is convinced he just ran him over with a stolen car. The only thing Claire can eventually do is waiting for Sgt. Godstow, who's never even aware that's handling an impossible crime. I think this story would've made a great template for an episode of Columbo or Monk.

This was a good, solid round of stories to end a good, if uneven, collection of locked room mysteries, impossible crimes and miraculous thefts on.

So in summation:

The pros of The Black Lizard Big Book of Locked-Room Mysteries:

- The most frequently, over anthologized-and collected stories (e.g. Edgar Allan Poe's "The Murders in the Rue Morgue") are, by and large, contained to the opening column of stories.
- The inclusion of some truly obscure, rarely reprinted stories that are hard to find (e.g. James Yaffe's "The Department of Impossible Crimes," J.E. Gurdon's "The Monkey Trick" and Nicholas Olde's "The Invisible Weapon.")
- The anthology patched-up some obvious gaps in my reading (e.g. Lord Dunsany's "The Two Bottles of Relish" and Jepson & Eustace's "The Tea Leaf.")
- The anthology contained a few great new discoveries (e.g. Manly Wade Wellman's "A Knife Between Brothers," Fredric Brown's "The Laughing Butcher," Stephan Barr's "The Locked Room to End Locked Rooms," Meade & Eustace's "The Mystery of the Strong Room" and Erle Stanley Gardner's "The Bird in the Hand.")
- Good introductions by the editor, Otto Penzler.

The cons of The Black Lizard Big Book of Locked-Room Mysteries:

- There were too many stories that repeated the same kind of tricks (e.g. icicle weapons, suicides disguised as murders and the same variations with time-and space manipulation), which can give new readers the impression the locked room is a one-trick pony.
- Reprinted a number of stories originally written for The Mammoth Book of Locked Room Mysteries and Impossible Crimes, which is an anthology fans more than likely have already read.
- There were, altogether, too many stories I had already read in this anthology.
- Allowing John Sladek's "By An Unknown Hand," at the moment only available in Maps: The Uncollected John Sladek (2003), to escape, to be anthologized, yet again. I know there are a lot of mystery fans who'd love to read it, but don't want to buy a SF-collection for one detective story.
 
Results may vary from reader-to-reader. I'll be back soon with a regular review.

2/28/15

Uncage the Black Lizard, Part VI: Breaking and Entering


"A thief is a creative artist, devising brilliant ways to steal his prize, and a detective following in his footsteps, hunting for faults, is no better than a mere critic."
- Kaito Kid (Gosho Aoyama's Case Closed, a.k.a. Detective Conan, vol. 16) 
I should begin this sixth post in my ongoing reviews of The Black Lizard Big Book of Locked-Room Mysteries (2014), edited by Otto Penzler, with listing the links to the previous reviews, which I forgot the last few times.

The reviews up till now of The Black Lizard Big Book of Locked-Room Mysteries:


Stolen Sweets Are Best is the seventh category of stories posing more than one answer to a simple question: "How does a thief remove valuables from a closely guarded room?"

"The Bird in the Hand" by Erle Stanley Gardner was first published in the April 9, 1932 issue of Detective Fiction Weekly and first collected in The Amazing Adventures of Lester Leith (1980), which might end up as one of my favorite stories from this anthology. An international jewel thief is found murdered in his hotel room, bound to a chair with a knife driven through his heart, but the trunk of the victim seems to have "evaporated into thin air" – as it could not have been smuggled out of the hotel without it being noticed. The case is brought to the attention of Gardner's anti-hero, a crook named Lester Leith, who doesn't only figure out how the trunk disappeared, but also were the stones were hidden. It's a cubbyhole I have seen used before in these kinds of stories, but the plan Leith's devises to pilfer some of the diamonds for himself is what gave the story its punch and a second impossible situation.

"The Gulverbury Diamonds" by David Durham was first published in The Exploits of Fidelity Dove (1924), which Penzler notes is "one of the rarest mystery books published in the twentieth century" and stars an angelic-looking woman, Fidelity Dove, running a crooked gang of lawyers, scientists and businessmen. In this story, Dove is attempting to pry the titular stones from a stage actress, Lola Marron, in order to give them back to an old, but kind, nineteenth-century style aristocrat – which his late son gave to her before committing suicide. The theft of the diamonds is partly inverted and partly a genuine locked room mystery, because the reader is aware where Dove put them. However, when Detective-Inspector Rason, from The Department of Dead Ends (1947; written as if by Roy Vickers), bursts in on her scheme, they vanish again from under their noses. A good and fun story, but it doesn't break any new ground in the plotting department.

"The Fifth Tube" by Frederick Irving Anderson was collected for the first time in The Adventures of the Infallible Godahl (1914), which is a character that I always perceived as the nefarious counterpart to Jacques Futrelle's The Thinking Machine. Penzler even describes Godahl in the introduction as having a "computer-like mind" that "assesses every possibility in terms of logic and probabilities," but now I think Anderson and Godahl are closer to Vincent Cornier and Dr. Barnabas Hildreth – e.g. The Duel of Shadows: The Extraordinary Cases of Barnabas Hildreth (2011). The problem here is that of the disappearance of forty gallons of gold from a high-tech and secured company, but, somehow, this story just didn't do it for me.

"The Mystery of the Strong Room" by L.T. Meade and Robert Eustace was first published in The Brotherhood of the Seven Kings (1899) and I begin to admire this writing tandem for their contribution to the locked room genre, which I seem to have really under appreciated. They produced the first collection of impossible crime stories, A Master of Mysteries (1899), "The Tea Leaf," from a 1925 issue of The Strand Magazine, cemented a now clichéd explanation and "The Mystery of the Strong Room" plays around with the kind of ideas that were more common during the Golden Age. A valuable diamond is swiped for a replica, while it was safely put away in a custom-made strong room. The room is even outfitted with an electric alarm system that'll go off the moment the key is inserted into the keyhole. But, on the eve of the nineteenth century, Meade and Eustace gave two delightfully simplistic examples of how a twentieth century-style security system can by-passed with a little misdirection. Good stuff!

"No Way Out" by Dennis Lyds, better known as Micheal Collins, originally appeared in the February 1964 issue of the Mike Shayne Mystery Magazine, which combines the hardboiled voice of the American private eye with some great Carter Dickson-effects. "Slot-Machine" Kelly is one of two one-armed private detectives created by Collins, but I believe Dan Fortune eventually became the character that stuck around. However, it's the former who handles this case as Kelly is hired to beef up the security around five, highly priced rubies, but the end result is a dead guard, stolen gems and a murderous thief who, for all intents and purposes, doesn't seem to have existed. I figured out pretty fast how the murderer remained unseen, but should've caught on quicker how the rubies were made to disappear. This is the kind of story that makes me want to pick up a Bill Pronzini novel again.

By the way, the story opens with Kelly discussing impossible crimes and gives an example from a rather well known mystery writer, which provoked to the following response: "the guy who wrote that one drinks cheaper booze than you do." You know, if this wasn't Renaissance Era of our genre, I would've acted like an indignant fanboy and mentioned Raymond "Drinking is My Hobby" Chandler.

A good round of fun, clever stories about scheming crooks, gentleman thieves and conmen in what are essentially "How'll They Get Away With Its," which are overlooked at times by mystery fans, but they're immensely fun to be burn through – especially when they're of the impossible variety. These stories were, mostly, no exception.

The stories I skipped in this category: "The Strange Case of Streinkelwintz" by MacKinlay Kantor, which is great, but I already reviewed it as part of the short story collection It's About Crime (1960). Maurice Leblanc's "Arsène Lupin in Prison," from The Exploits of Arsène Lupin (1907), and C. Daly King's "The Episode of the Codex' Curse" from The Curious Mr. Tarrent (1935).  

Two categories, four stories and one more post left to go.

2/5/15

Uncage the Black Lizard, Part V: Chambers and Cartridges


"Nothing is impossible... the word itself says I'm possible!"
- Aubrey Hepburn 
Shoot If You Must is the sixth column of stories from The Black Lizard Big Book of Locked-Room Mysteries (2014), edited by Otto Penzler, which gathered roughly two hundred pages worth of fiction under the motto, "it may not be terribly original, but shooting someone tends to be pretty effective."

Traditionally, I have skipped a handful of stories, because they had been read before and even reviewed: "Where Have You Gone, Sam Spade?," collected in Casefile (1983), by Bill Pronzini, "In a Telephone Cabinet," collected in Superintendent Wilson's Holiday (1928), by G.D.H. and M. Cole and Georges Simenon's "The Little House at Croix-Rousse," which I read in the anthology All But Impossible! (1981) – edited by the Edward D. Hoch. I also passed over Clayton Rawson's "Nothing is Impossible," read in The Locked Room Reader: Stories of Impossible Crimes and Escapes (1968), but I don't have an old, archived review for that one handy.

Stuart Towne's "Death Out of Thin Air" was first published in the August 1940 issue of Red Star Mystery Magazine and has a plot jam-packed with impossible material, magic and illusions, which brought to mind Clayton Rawson's Death from a Top Hat (1938). Not surprisingly, seeing as "Stuart Towne" was the pseudonym Rawson adopted for a short-lived series of novelettes in a magazine that only spawned four issues. The protagonist in these stories is Don Diavolo, "The Scarlet Wizard," who (IIRC) made a brief cameo appearance in The Footprints on the Ceiling (1939) when he performed a daring escape trick on stage – while The Great Merlini was intently watching him from the wings.

Sgt. Lester Healy was investigating a disappearance case when he's confronted with a man who fade away into thin air. In front of his eyes! However, the next impossibility is even more baffling. Healy is murdered in an office at Centre Street, headquarters of the New York Police Department, but when Inspector Church tries to enter the office the door is slammed in his face and the bolt was drawn. Naturally, nobody, except the body, was in the office when the door was shot open, however, it's again slammed shut behind Church – who hears a disembodied voice saying, "see you later, Inspector." None of the policeman in the hallway saw anyone leave the room. The solution for these (and more) impossible situations can be classified as "carny" and I tend to dislike them, but Rawson got a lot of mileage out of it. And I liked the friendly antagonism between Diavolo and Church ("I'm going to get the goods on him sooner or later! He can't fool me!"). So, a fun, pulpy story, but nothing more.

I re-read Agatha Christie's "The Dream," first published in The Regatta Mystery and Other Stories (1939), because it's one of my favorite Hercule Poirot mysteries, period, which has a lot to do with it being one of her rare, full-blown locked room mysteries – and actually treading in John Dickson Carr territory. An eccentric millionaire, Benedict Farley, consults Hercule Poirot about a recurring dream, in which he shoots himself at exactly twenty-eight minutes past three. The dream becomes predictive when Farley kills himself in his office. At approximately the same time as in the dream! There were witnesses who swore nobody entered or left the office, which throws the option of murder out of the window. However, based on physical and psychological clues, Poirot constructs an alternative explanation that reveals a cold, premeditated murder. I’m surprised this story wasn't included in any of the previous locked room anthologies.

"The Border-Line Case" by Margery Allingham was first published in Mr. Campion: Criminologist (1937) and is a short-short story, in which Albert Campion assumes the role of armchair detective as he helps D.I. Oates to solve "The Coal Court Shooting Case." A man is being seen stumbling and falling to the pavement by a policeman walking his beat, but it wasn't the heat that got to the man, but a slug lodged between the shoulder blades. Death was almost instantaneously. However, the street was bare of any blind spots and the gunman appears to have been invisible. I gave up on Allingham, years ago, but this was a pretty good story with a simple, elegant and original explanation. I was pleasantly surprised by this story.

"The Bradmoor Murder" by Melville Davisson Post was originally published as a three-part serial in The Pictorial Review in 1922 and I think Post is another writer I can't seem to enjoy. The story is a textbook example of padding and, while the padding was well written, it made the dénouement a resounding disappointment. It revolves around the death of a former explorer found dead in his locked room with a hole in his chest and a fishing rod in his hands, but the only points of interests were the back story of the exploration in the Libyan Desert for traces of a forgotten, ancient civilization – roaming the borders between the mystery and Lost World genres. The solution, interestingly, was identical, if slightly elaborated on, to that of a Conan Doyle story from an early 1922 issue of The Strand Magazine and collected in The Case-Book of Sherlock Holmes (1927).

"The Man Who Liked Toys" by Leslie Charteris was first published in the September 1933 issue of American Magazine and was rewritten for its first book publication, Boodle (1934), to include Simon Templar and Inspector Teal. My only exposure to The Saint was the 1997 Val Kilmer movie, but this was an agreeable introduction to the original. A financial speculator, Mr. Enstone, committed suicide by shooting himself in the eye in his bedroom. The only windows were both shut and fastened and the door was closed, but Templar figures out a clever and sneaky way to by pass them – even if it's impossible to figure out the exact trick before its explained. Otherwise, a good introduction to the series.

"The Ashcomb Poor Case" by Hulbert Footner was first published in Madame Storey (1926) and has a plot that ran for too long. The problem revolves around a clumsily disguised suicide: a man is shot in the back and the gun is deposited underneath the clenched, cold-dead hand of the victim. However, how could a murderer from the outside have by passed a (then) modern burglar alarm, which is a pretty crude system by today's standards, but it was interesting to see how easily mystery writers adapted to new technologies and scientific advances. In this case, an old, crude trick revamped to bypass early 20th century technology that was suppose to secure a home better than old-fashioned locks and bolts. There was also a nice scene, in which lovers are clawing and tearing away at each other's false confessions. So not bad, but not terrific either. Some good ideas though!

All in all, a good round of stories, except that I begin to get really annoyed at the number of stories treating (or ripping-off) ideas and tropes in such a similar fashion that this anthology makes the locked room genre look like a one-trick pony to new readers. Or as we call them here, the uninitiated ones. The number of suicides disguised as murder, icicle weapons and similar displacement in time-and space tricks are ridiculous!

Well, there are three sections and about two hundreds pages left to go in this anthology. I should be able to finish it before the end of the month.