I’ve started doing reading “projects,” for
some reason, and the most recent was to re-read the non-Nero-Wolfe books by Rex
Stout. I actually have them all, and the
largest sum I have ever paid for a book, I paid for one of them.
Five novel:
Under the Andes (1914)
How Like a God (1929)
Seed on the Wind (1930)
Forest Fire (1933
The President Vanishes (1934) [Published anonymously], reprinted under his name in 1967]
Under the Andes (1914)
How Like a God (1929)
Seed on the Wind (1930)
Forest Fire (1933
The President Vanishes (1934) [Published anonymously], reprinted under his name in 1967]
Four mysteries:
The Hand in the Glove: A Dol Bonner Mystery (1937)
Mountain Cat (1939)
Red Threads (1939) [Inspector Cramer]
Alphabet Hicks (1941) [APA: The Sound of Murder (1965)]
The Hand in the Glove: A Dol Bonner Mystery (1937)
Mountain Cat (1939)
Red Threads (1939) [Inspector Cramer]
Alphabet Hicks (1941) [APA: The Sound of Murder (1965)]
The Tecumseh Fox mysteries:
Double for Death (1939)
Bad for Business (1940)
The Broken Vase (1941)
Double for Death (1939)
Bad for Business (1940)
The Broken Vase (1941)
I’ve said this before, Rex Stout is my
favorite mystery writer. But I will also
have to say that the five novels he published are mostly not worth
reading. Under the Andes reads very much
like an attempt to write something like Conan Doyle’s Professor Challenger
books (in particular, The Lost World). How
Like a God—well, here’s a fairly accurate review of it on Goodreads (http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/7502340-how-like-a-god).
Seed on the Wind (which is available
from an Amazon seller for $783.50, if you’re willing do something foolish, and
for between $300 and $500 elsewhere) is (how shall I phrase this politely) a
bad attempt at a Freudian sex novel. Forest
Fire—which I purchased for $75—is another psychological novel, set in Montana, in
which the main character is a sexually confused forest ranger. Its sole reason for continued interest is
that Stout reused a scene in it (which went on for about 4 pages) in Death of a
Dude (in which it took two paragraphs).
And The President Vanishes, which is actually the most readable of these
five books, reminds me in a lot of ways of Sinclair Lewis’s It Can’t Happen
Here (1935; http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/It_Can't_Happen_Here),
in that there’s the threat of a totalitarian military takeover of the U.S. Subject yourselves to these only if you’re
feeling masochistic. The last 10 pages
are pretty good, though. It’s hard to
believe, really, that he published this book in the same year that Fer-de-Lance
appeared; the first Wolfe book in incomparably better.
Of the 7 non-Wolfe mysteries, by far the best
is the first, The Hand in the Glove, featuring Dol Bonner. (Bonner, of course, appears in subsequent
books—one of the Fox mysteries, one of the Wolfe novellas, and in one of the
Wolfe novels.) (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Hand_in_the_Glove) Bonner re-appears in Bad For Business, and
seems to have an almost entirely different character.
Mountain Cat, set in Cody, Wyoming, involves
the effort of Delia Brand (aside—Stout reused this name, for the character of
Delia Brandt, in Might As Well Be Dead) to solve her father’s murder. The town in which it is set has always seemed
to me to appear larger than it really was (1,800 in 1930; 2,500 in 1940), with
taxis, “high-rise” buildings, and so on.
But the main character is fairly well done and the solution is fairly
arrived at. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mountain_Cat)
Inspector Cramer has a major part in Red
Threads (and the red threads involve an old Navajo blanket unraveled and re-woven
into a jacket). (http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/148957.Red_Threads) The introduction to this book, which was
re-printed as a part of Bantam’s Res Stout re-issue series, in notable for
trashing—justifiably—Stout’s knowledge of and use of native American
culture. Still, the mystery is fairly
well done, and it’s nice to see Cramer not dealing with Wolfe. Although he doesn’t actually solve the
mystery.
Alphabet Hicks, the title character of the
book, is a disbarred lawyer currently driving a cab, and apparently becoming
involved in the occasional investigation (2 or 3 others are mentioned in the book). (http://thepulpfictionproject.blogspot.com/2012/01/alphabet-hicks.html) Hicks is hired by Judith Dundee to figure out
why her husband, industrialist R. I. Dundee, believes she’s selling trade
secrets to his arch-rival. It also has
one of the most insipid love-struck young men in the history of mystery novels.
The three Tecumseh Fox books, in terms of
quality, are close to The Hand in the Glove.
(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tecumseh_Fox) Double for Death is nicely plotted and makes
use of a confusion of identities twist.
Bad for Business, which Stout re-wrote as a Wolfe novella (and, frankly
shouldn’t have), deals with industrial sabotage (and also has an insipid
love-struck young man). The weather provides
a crucial clue. The Broken Vase involves
the suicide of an extremely promising classical violin player, and a stunningly
simple ploy for destroying his career.
(Stout also re-uses a plot twist in this book in one of the Wolfe
novellas—but with a, well, twist, but telling you which would be a spoiler.) It’s also the best of the three Fox books. Stout was known to have said, in later years,
that Fox was not a real character, just a bundle of characteristics. I’m not sure he was right about that; was is
true is that the books apparently did not get good reviews and sold poorly.
After re-reading all of them, I find my love
of the Nero Wolfe books intact, and I also find it difficult to understand how
it was possible for his earlier books to be so…inadequate…when, from the
beginning, the Wolfe books were so compelling.
And this has been much longer than I intended.
Really enjoyed your recap! I'm a Nero Wolfe fan but haven't read Stout's other books except for Hand in Glove. From your descriptions, I think I'll save my money.
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I actually like the Tecumseh Fox novels; they're just a significant step down from the Wolfe books. But the novels from the late 1920s/early 1930s are all but unreadable. But they're by Stout, so I got them...
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