Clerks III: The Screenplay by Kevin Smith

 

(pb; 2022: screenplay)

 

From the back cover

“After suffering a massive heart attack, Randal enlists friends and fellow clerks Dante, Elias, Jay and Silent Bob to help him make a movie about life at the Quick Stop.

“This limited-edition version of the Clerks III screenplay was made for VIPs of The Convenience Tour—Fall 2022.”

 

Review

Clerks III, screenplay and 2022 film, made me laugh a lot and (almost) cry just as much—the latter, in an ultimately great way, because it meant that not only had Smith penned and directed one of his best films, maturity-wise, but he created a oeuvre- and mortality-acknowledging work that flows in a natural-feel pace, showing you can have characterization, humor and heart in equal, effective measure, one that doesn’t feel like it was a written in genre-unbalanced, ham-fisted and talking down to the audience manner. This is how you do it right, sans sappy b.s. scoring, too-cute puppies and players, while throwing in some Star Wars, rude humor and playful takes on religion.

If you like Smith’s overall Clerks and/or Jay and Silent Bob franchises, chances are you’ll find something to like about Clerk III, even if you’re put out by its underlying seriousness. Great work, worth owning.

Shards of Space by Robert Sheckley

 

(pb; 1962: science fiction story anthology)

 

Overall review

The stories in Shards range from excellent (“The Slow Season,” “Alone at Last”) to solid and entertaining (“Fool’s Mate,” “Subsistence Level”), showing Sheckley to an overall superb, timeless-in-his-themes-and-situations author, making this classic (in the best possible way) anthology one worth purchasing, and Sheckley a writer worth looking out for.

 

Review, story by story

“Prospector’s Special”: In Venus’s Scorpion Desert, a goldenstone miner (Morrison), seeking his fortune for himself and his wife—he hopes to buy and run an “ocean farm” with dolphins as well-treated employees—tracks a red and purple vein of goldenstone, hoping to achieve the titular special. As disasters pile up on him, he keeps on, despite others, via “’port” and phone, encouraging him to give up and return to civilization.

 

This is an excellent, humor-limned, offbeat and often surprising ticking-clock/relentlessly intense tale; it emotionally hooked me, had me rooting for Morrison as the story progressed. “Prospector’s” end is fun, bringing to the fore the humor previously took a backseat to the increasingly dire situation. Memorable, superb.

 

“The Girls and Nugent Miller”: A post-nuclear war man (Miller) unexpectedly encounters something he hasn’t seen the since the start of humanity’s wipeout: a group of living people, women! Unfortunately for the bull-headed Miller, they’re fierce, feminist females. Solid story, with a chilling, too-timely ending.

 

“Meeting of the Minds”: On “the island of Vuanu, southernmost of the Solomons, almost in the Louisade Archipelago,” a team of Spanish galleon treasure hunters attempt to fend off a Martian bug (a Quedak) intent on sharing a global mind-meld with them. Good, weird-situation story with a fun alien and a solid, relatively happy wrap-up.

 

“Potential”: An amnesiac wakes up alone on a seriously damaged spaceship flying through space. Why can’t he remember anything? And what is this mysterious mission that has the pre-programmed ship planet-hopping, searching for other humanoid life?

 

Fast-paced, tightly edited tale, this, with its well-timed reveals and disturbing, interesting ideas and finish.

 

“Fool’s Mate”: A long-standing stalemate between two warring enemies is broken, when the Earth-based humans’ President’s Executive (Richard Ellsner) decides to abandon the Configuration-Probability-Calculator’s [CPC] projected, chess-minded potential casualty reports, the reason for the stalemate: both sides are using the same reports. Solid, interesting story, with familiar but effective twist-of-sorts.

 

“Subsistence Level”: Solid story about a “pioneering” couple, Amelie and Dirk Bogren, move to a planetoid on the outskirts of society, largely due to Dirk’s restless nature and dislike of crowds, only to see their rough-life home become a popular destination.

 

“The Slow Season”: A financially struggling dressmaker (Slobod) is hired to sew dresses with inhuman, wildly varied measurements by a cryptic customer (Mr. Bellis). Succinct, excellent Twilight Zone-esque work, with a memorable story and ending. This is one of the best stories I’ve read in recent years.

 

“Alone at Last”: Another gem of a Twilight Zone-esque tale, this, where a man (Arwell), seeking near-absolute solitude, embarks on a journey toward a “dangerous” destination. It’s not difficult to see where “Alone” is headed but its specific details and tonal-shift finish make this super-short story stunning, excellent.

 

“Forever”: A scientist with a world-changing serum is hunted by menacing, metropolitan strangers while heading to a patent office to register his scientific discovery. Fun, smart, quirky adventure-work.

 

“The Sweeper of Loray”: Grim, sad tale about two astronauts (Professor Carver and his assistant, Fred)—opportunistic and imperialistic in their respective missions—studying and hoping to steal a “universal panacea” from peaceful, tribal aliens (the Lorayans), who don’t want to give it to them. Well-written, one of the darkest entries in this anthology.

 

“The Special Exhibit”: A mild-mannered ornithologist (Mr. Grant) shows his wife “of such heroic proportions and meager mentality” (Mrs. Grant) a scientific exhibit-experiment exclusively reserved for the happiness of museum employees and specialists. While it’s easy to spot where it’s likely going, “Special” is an immensely satisfying, darkly cheerful and waste-no-words work about coupledom and “a far more effective problem solver than marriage counseling.” Above-average, Twilight Zone-esque.

You Always Try to Kill Me in Your Dreams by Carlton Mellick III

 

(pb; 2023)

From the back cover

“Dreams shouldn’t kill you. If you die in a dream you should be fine in real life. But that’s not what Elias [Thompson] learns once he moves in with a girl named Roe who has the terrible habit of pulling people into her dreams with her whenever she falls asleep. Although she’s the nicest, coolest, most attractive woman Elias has ever known while she’s awake. Roe is a complete psychopath in her dreams. She will stop at nothing to kill anyone who finds their way into her subconscious worlds. But Elias has no choice but to survive her crazy dreams every night if he ever hopes to make it in a world that has been torn apart by a global pandemic and economic collapse.”

 

Review

Always, a relatively light entry in Mellick’s oeuvre, is pure delight, poking fun at Portland, Oregon, the author’s current city-of-residence while marking the social anxiety of the recent COVID-19 outbreak as well as the uncertainties, cruelty and fickleness of collegiate youth.

The characters are deftly sketched out, fleshed enough to ring as relatable and true, while the fast-moving, often funny and sometimes gory story, with its well-placed (and often quiet) twists redirecting the plot/action into new, distinctly Mellick territory, darkly hilarious with underlying seriousness and a multilayered, disturbing-or-comforting finish, depending on your mood. This is a great read if you’re looking to read a lighter-in-tone, later Mellick work, one of my favorite novellas by him.

Alien: Covenant -- Origins by Alan Dean Foster

 

(pb; 2017: book-only prequel to Alan Dean Foster’s 2017 movie tie-in novelization of Alien: Covenant)

 

From the back cover

“The Covenant mission is the most ambitious endeavor in the history of Weyland-Yutani. A ship bound for Origae-6, carrying two thousand colonists beyond the limits of known space, this is a make-or-break investment for the corporation—and for the future of mankind.

“Yet there are those who would die to stop the mission. As the colony ship hovers in Earth orbit, several violent events reveal a deadly conspiracy to sabotage the launch. While Captain Jacob Branson and his wife Daniels complete their preparations, security chief Daniel Lupé recruits the final key member of his team. Together they seek to stop the perpetrators before the ship and its passengers.

Review

This official prequel to the events of Alien: Covenant (2017; director: Ridley Scott) is a well-written but superfluous, fill-in-all-the-timeline-blanks work. Foster, a consistently solid-to-great author, penned a solid novella-length story with solid characters—a few of whom appear in Scott’s Alien: Covenant, e.g., Daniels, Tennessee and Lupé. Unfortunately, Covenant—Origins isn’t a novella, it’s a novel, with a story that feels lightweight, character and event-wise, compared to the bigger-in-scope Alien works, an entertaining but overlong trifle in a series studded with some excellent entries, cinema and book-wise.

I’d recommend Covenant—Origins if you’re a die-hard/completist fan of the Alien franchise, looking for story- and character expansions you won’t get in the films and other books. This is a worthwhile read, if you’re of those mindsets and keep your expectations of Covenant—Origin’s stakes relatively low, and enjoy sporadic bits of gunplay/action, corporate intrigue, roughshod revolutionaries (the Earthsavers), and don’t expect a lot of monsters (besides those clawed shadow-things in Duncan’s apoplectic nightmares).

All the Rage by F. Paul Wilson

 

(pb; 2000: fourth book in the Repairman Jack series)

From the back cover

“Can you imagine a new chemical compound, a non-addictive designer drug that heightens your assertiveness, opens the door to your primal self, giving you an edge wherever you compete, whether on the street or the football field, in a classroom or a boardroom? Wouldn’t you be tempted to try it. . . just once? What happens if it releases the uncontrollable rage and makes you a killer?”

 

Review

Wilson’s Rage is full-on-screenplay/nothing-left-to-the-imagination ambitious, a mostly excellent novel with its thoroughly explored characters (some annoying, e.g., the often shrill/emotional-flip-out Gia), memorably wild and well-foreshadowed situations, and story-centric callbacks to earlier Repairman Jack books. Fans of H.G. Wells’s 1896 novel The Island of Dr. Moreau (or at least three of its cinematic adaptations) may especially enjoy Rage, which often references Jack’s fondness for it.

If I have any nits about Rage, it’s that some of its near-the-end scenes run a bit longer than necessary (almost to the point of ridiculousness, character motivation-wise) or the characters do or say dumb things. But this is a minor complaint for an otherwise superb work, one worth reading and owning, despite its several overlong end-chapters. Followed by Hosts (2001).

The Green Ripper by John D. MacDonald

 

(pb; 1979: eighteenth book in MacDonald’s twenty-one-book Travis McGee series)

 

From the back cover

“It was a new kind of game for Travis McGee.

“It was called love. . .

“In another season there were girls of summer, robust and playful in their sandy ways, and now here were the winter ones, with cool surmise in the tended eye, fragrant and speculative, strolling and sailing and tanning, making their night music and night scent. And then there was Gretel.

“Gretel had discovered the key to me—all of me. And suddenly I had something to hope for.

“Then terribly, unexpectedly she was dead. From a mysterious illness, they told me. But I knew they were lying. Gretel had been murdered. And now I was out for blood.”

 

Review

Narrated by series protagonist and “salvage consultant” Travis McGee in first-person past-tense, this entertaining, often conversational-toned and sometimes dark mystery/thriller is a blast-through read, with well-developed characters (even if you’re new to the Travis McGee series like me), cut-to-it pacing and overall excellence, its death cultic villains (the military-minded members of the “Church of Apocrypha”) worth hissing at whilst indicating a larger, more ominous threat, should McGee fail in his quest to avenge the needless killing of his beloved girlfriend, Gretel Howard. Green does a great job of setting up this umbrella, moneyed threat for future McGee novels (something I hope MacDonald delivered on with later McGee entries).

Worth owning and a standout (in a good way) beach read—especially in southeastern Florida, where McGee often lives—Green was followed by Free Fall in Crimson.

Black Orchids by Rex Stout

 

(pb; 1941, 1942: ninth book in Stout’s Nero Wolfe series)

 

From the back cover

“The incredibly brilliant Nero Wolfe is the orchid-growing gourmet whose sheer genius at deduction is without peer. Together with his confidential assistant, Archie Goodwin, he must utilize his vast resources to solve two cases that concern something perhaps too close to his heart—orchids. Black orchids. Never has the big man been matched against a mystery so curious—or fragrantly deadly.”

 

Review

In “Black Orchids,” a wildly clever and deadly shooting at a New York City Flower Show compels Wolfe and his reliable, sarcastic “confidential assistant” (Archie Goodwin, who narrates Wolfe’s mystery-solving adventures) to suss out who set up the public death of a scoundrel (Harry Gould).

In “Cordially Invited to Meet Death,” a young woman (Bess Hiddleton) who’s receiving threatening letters turns up dead, her ending borne of tetanus—a seeming, strange accident (to some) that sets off Wolfe and Goodwin’s crime-solving alarm bells.

“Black” shows how Wolfe gains six rare, black orchids that he badly wants whilst solving a well thought-out killing, with a consistently randy Goodwin flirting with the ladies, often while doing Wolfe’s sarcastically commented-upon bidding.

“Cordially” is a bit racier in parts (a woman, with good reason, is accidentally seen sans clothing—with nary a description, for those who are concerned about that sort of thing), with an ending that speaks to, hints at Wolfe’s rarely seen tender side, keeping with the tone of these two consistent-with-the-series clever and fast-paced tales.

Black, structurally, is a great anthological offset to the novels that came before it, its use/linking of black orchids excellent, in a character-expanding, tonally true way. Great read, worth owning. Followed by Not Quite Dead Enough (1944).

The Scarlatti Inheritance by Robert Ludlum

 

(pb; 1971)

 

From the back cover

“Her weapons: money and power. Her target: the most dangerous man in the world—her own son. Elizabeth Wyckham Scarlatti has a plan, a desperate last-minute gamble designed to save the world from her son, Ulster, an incalculably cruel man who is working for the Third Reich under the name of Heinrich Kroeger. If Elizabeth cannot stop him, Ulster will give Hitler the most powerful instrument on earth.”

 

 

Review

Scarlatti is equal parts accounting reports and Ludlum’s trademark (sometimes emotional) character-based action, an entertaining, clever, element- and character-balanced conspiratorial ride set in the time just before World War II. Scarlatti is also a stylistic and trademark offset tale from Ludlum’s other more action-heavy novels, e.g., Ludlum’s Bourne trilogy. Worth owning, this.

Black Wings Has My Angel by Elliott Chaze

 

(pb; 1954)

From the back cover

“When Tim Sunblade escapes from prison, his sole possession is an infallible plan for the ultimate heist. Trouble is it’s a two-person job. So when he meets Virginia, a curiously well-spoken ‘ten-dollar tramp,’ and discovers that the only thing she cares for is ‘drifts of money, lumps of it,’ he knows he’s met his partner. What he doesn’t suspect is that this lavender-eyed angel might just prove to be his match.”

 

Review

Black Wings, told in the first person from the perspective Kenneth McClure (aka Tim Sunblade), is an immediately immersive, exciting and sometimes violent and flirty read, detailing his adrenaline-spiked criminal run with Virginia, to its darkly humorous and karmic finish. If their trajectories, separate and together, are familiar to pulp/noir fans, it’s not to the detriment of Chaze’s work here: it merely provides the framework in which the character-driven action happens.

Fans of wild-women characters may especially enjoy Black Wings’ Virginia, who reminds me of other iconic noir/pulp femme fatatles: Phyllis Dietrichson (Barbara Stanwyck) in Double Indemnity (1944), Vera (Ann Savage) in Detour (1945) and Annie Laurie Starr (Peggy Cummins) in Gun Crazy (1950).

Black is another great entry in the pulp genre, up there with other top tier works in the genre—worth owning.

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Il gèle en enfer (1990; English translation: He’s freezing in hell), directed and co-scripted by Jean-Pierre Mocky, was adapted from Black Wings and released in France on April 25, 1990. Jean-Pierre Mocky played Tim. Lauren Grandt, billed as Laura Grandt, played Georgia (the cinematic equivalent of Virginia from the source novel).

Signalz by F. Paul Wilson

 

(pb; 2020: sixth book in the Adversary Cycle, aka the Nightworld Cycle)

 

From the back cover

“Twilight has come. Night will fall.

“It will begin in the heavens and end in Earth.

“But before that. . . the rules will be broken.

“The Change is coming, and the world as we know it is ending. Sixteen-year-old Ellie Tate has changed. She looks the same, but her mother detects someone else looking out through her blue eyes. Ellie builds a ‘shelter’ in her room with an entrance that leads. . . elsewhere.

“And what of the convoy of tractor trailers Hari Tate watches drive up to a mountain road and return without the trailers. . . leaving nothing on the mountain. What are they shipping?

“And the writer who finds a hole in the floor of his NYC apartment and tumbles through into. . . elsewhere.

“They will all find each other and find their answers in the electromagnetic pulses piercing the Earth from Out There, pulses that no one should hear, but some do. But they are not simply pulses. They are Signalz.”

 

Review

Nicola Tesla, or at least his legacy, again plays a part in Wilson’s work, with electronic pulses, heard by a few, taking them to scattered, faraway places, most of them within our terrestrial realm. This is a fun science fiction/horror, nightmares-melting-into-reality-and-back work, with interesting characters (e.g., Hari Tate, a tough forensic accountant) and a no-going-back, semi-cliffhanger finish that made me excited for the next and (thus-far) final Adversary Cycle book, Nightworld.

Money Shot by Christa Faust

 

(pb; February 2025. First book in the Angel Dare series.)

 

From the back cover

“THEY THOUGHT SHE’D BE EASY. THEY THOUGHT WRONG.

“It all began with the phone call asking former porn star Angel Dare to do one more movie. Before she knew it, she’d been shot and left for dead in the trunk of a car. But Angel is a survivor. And that means she’ll get to the bottom of what’s been done to her even if she has to leave a trail of bodies along the way.”

 

Review

Faust, with her gritty and pulp-veracious execution, penned a quick, reader-hooking read when she wrote Money—it has human warmth in unexpected places, sleaze, greed, violence, lust, gore and even a quick rape scene that’s not gratuitous and lends appropriate-but-succinct emotional weight to that last crime. Just as importantly, Faust brings together dark/wry humor, an insider’s view of the porn industry with the natural sleaze factor that makes pulp so palpable and worth reading. This is a great, if overlong novel (its last quarter could’ve been shorter, more action-intense gritty and genre effective). Worth owning, this. Followed by Chokehold.