WHERE DO WE GO FROM HERE? Twentieth Century Fox, 1945. Fred MacMurray, Joan Leslie, June Haver, Gene Sheldon, Anthony Quinn. Director; Gregory Ratoff.

   A young man classified 4-F finds a magic lamp and wishes himself into uniform – in George Washington’s army at Valley Forge. He also ends up saving Christopher Columbus from mutineers and is suckered into buying Manhattan from the Indians.

   Fred MacMurray’s clumsy mannerisms are engaging but wear thin surprisingly quickly. As a singer, though, well, he makes a fine comedian. This ditsy approach to history is good for a laugh or two, but it’s also terminally silly.
   

CHARLOTTE MacLEOD – The Corpse in Oozak’s Pond. Professor Peter Shandy #6. Mysterious Press, hardcover, 1987; paperback, March 1988.

   The annual Groundhog Day celebration at Balaclava Agricultural College is disrupted by the discovery of a body floating in Oozak’s Pond (up above the methane plant). Since Chief Ottermole is more than willing, Professor Peter Shandy has another case to solve.

   There are soon two more bodies, and a lawsuit against the college, all involving the many (many) members of the Buggins family. This is a “laugh out loud” sort of book, but the ending is such a muddle you would not want to read this as detective story at all.

— Reprinted from Mystery.File.4, March 1988.

DAMON KNIGHT, Editor – Orbit 3, G.P. Putnam’s Sons, hardcover, June 1968. Cover art by by Paul Lehr, Berkley S1608, paperback, September 1968. Cover art also by Lehr.

   Damon Knight has gone off the deep end, I’m afraid, in his search for literary excellence in SF. Of these nine selections, two have straightforward stories to go with their messages, and of the other seven, only one has any message which seems important enough to be reading about. Maybe we should be grateful that most of these  others are the shorter ones. ***

RICHARD WILSON “Mother to the World.” Novelette. The story. combined with personal diaries, of the last couple in the world, with an added twist. It is well that Martin Rolfe has a basic love and understanding for animals, since Siss, while a normal woman in all other aspects, has the mentality of an eight-year-old. Consideration slowly becomes love, as we watch, hoping that nothing happens to spoil it, and a family is begun. A family that may have a future. (5)

RICHARD McKENNA “Bramble Bush.” Novelette. Knight was right the first time: that is, I did not understand a word either. It is remarkable that an author makes no concessions to the reader in the interpretations of his visions. Here is an example, however, with theories of the fourth dimension. (0)

JOANNA RUSS “The Barbarian.” Novelette. Alyz meets a fat man who may or may not be a time traveler, but who is someone who thinks he is the master of his machines, yet who in his foolishness is inferior to Alyx. Confusing story, but a message lurks somewhere. (4)

GENE WOLFE “The Changeling.” Knight doesn’t understand this, shall I argue? The [relatively] high rating is based not on the possibility there might be a meaning, but on the reminiscences of small town life. (2)

DORIS PITKIN BUCK “Why They Mobbed the White House.” Why indeed? I thought this story might explain. Something about computers and income tax. (1)

KATE WILHELM “The Planners.” A glimpse into the life of the head of a research project which is trying to stimulate the intelligence of monkeys. But a glimpse is all. (2)

PHILIP JOSE FARMER “Don’t Wash the Carats,” What does it mean if a “literary Rorschach test” is nothing but nonsense to you? (0)

JAMES SALLIS “Letter to a Young Poet.” Well, that’s what it is. What did you expect? (3)

JOHN JAKES “Here Is Thy Sting.” Novelette. A newspaperman discovers a scientific project probing the experience of death from a qualitative approach. Of the two essential parts, the sleep and the pain, which is it that mankind fears? And if the fear of the pain were to be eliminated, what would be the effect on the future of mankind? And why was this story described as funny? Or amusing? ****½

— February 1969.
REVIEWED BY DAN STUMPF:

   

SISU. Finnish, 2022. Jorma Tommila, Aksel Hennie, Jack Doolin. Written and directed by Jalmari Helander.

   A top-notch, gritty, down-and-dirty action film — mostly.

   Sisu  opens in 1944 as the Germans are being driven out of Finland in a scorched-earth retreat, destroying roads, bridges, farms, villages… well, pretty much everything and anyone in their path.

   Far away from all this, Aatami (Tommila) a Finnish ex-commando has shrugged off the war and gone prospecting, He strikes gold, loads up his riches, and heads back to Civilization, only to find Civilization ain’t what it used to was, and getting there won’t be no picnic neither. He’s stopped by retreating German soldiers determined to kill him and take his gold. He fights back and….

   …and that’s pretty much the plot here, folks: the Nazis chase, shoot, stab, drown, and hang Aatami, and eventually get his gold. Then he chases, shoots, stabs, etc. the Nazis to get his gold back.

   To his credit, writer/director Helander keeps this grim enough to be almost not-unbelievable. Everyone in the movie is dirty, unshaven, lean and hungry. When Aatami gets wounded, he screams and bleeds convincingly, and when the bad guys get killed, it’s done with a seriousness that lends a certain significance to their brief moment of screen time and carries Sisu well beyond the sort of thing Tom Cruise does. Until…

   About fifteen minutes before the end credits scroll, someone decided to nuke the fridge, and about the time Aatami hitches a ride on the belly of an aging bomber plane, hanging on the handle of his miner’s pick, I began to feel a twinge of Damn Silliness. And when he emerges from a particularly explosive event, scathed but game, I could almost hear ghostly echoes of the theme from Mission Improbable   in the not-too-distant distance.

   But maybe I’m expecting too much. Sisu is just a movie, after all. ’Tain’t like it was an actual War, nor anything else to take seriously. It’s a fun movie, too, and one that does a capable job of entertaining a public raised on bread and circuses. But for a while there, it’s a film to be taken seriously, and enjoyed on a more mature level. And I kind of miss the movie they didn’t make of this.
   

PulpFest 2025 Convention Report
by Martin Walker

   

   PulpFest 2025 got underway early on Wednesday evening, August 6, when the convention’s chairperson, Jack Cullers, opened the dealers’ room at the DoubleTree by Hilton Pittsburgh — Cranberry for vendors to set up for the convention. Many PulpFest dealers took advantage of this early setup to load in their wares and socialize with friends.

   According to PulpFest’s marketing and programming director, Mike Chomko, the DoubleTree staff went above and beyond to have the hotel’s exhibition hall ready and waiting for the convention’s dealers. He recommends that all PulpFest vendors take advantage of the convention’s early set-up hours to prepare their exhibits for the convention’s official opening the next day.

   After the dealers’ room closed at 9 p.m., a small crowd gathered in the programming room for a showing of Frank Lloyd’s 1924 silent film adaptation of Rafael Sabatini’s The Sea Hawk. This year, PulpFest celebrated the sesquicentennial of the historical fiction writer’s birth. Although his work appeared predominantly in British magazines and hardcover, Sabatini’s fiction also ran in Adventure, The Cavalier, Top-Notch Magazine, and other periodicals.

   PulpFest 2025 officially opened on Thursday morning, August 7, with the arrival of more dealers for unloading and setup. Early-bird shopping began around 9 a.m. and continued until 4:45 p.m.

   This year’s dealers’ room sold out several months before the start of the convention. In order to accommodate additional dealers, PulpFest expanded into the hallway, just outside the main exhibition area. With more than twenty additional tables in the foyer, the convention had over 90 exhibitors with their displays covering more than 170 tables.

   Dealers with substantial pulp offerings included Adventure House, Ray Walsh’s Archives Book Shop, Steve Erickson’s Books from the Crypt, Doug Ellis & Deb Fulton, Heartwood Books & Art, Paul Herman, John McMahan, Peter Macuga, Phil Nelson, Sheila Vanderbeek, and Todd & Ross Warren. You could also find original artwork offered by Doug Ellis & Deb Fulton, George Hagenauer, Craig Poole, and others.

   In addition to pulps and original artwork, you could find digests, vintage paperbacks, men’s adventure and true crime magazines, first-edition hardcovers, genre fiction, series books, Golden Age, Silver Age, Bronze Age, and pulp-related comic books, and more.

   Additionally, one could find pulp reprints and contemporary creations, including artwork, new fiction, and fanzines produced by Age of Aces, Edgar Rice Burroughs, Inc., Wayne Carey, Flinch! Books, Doug Klauba, Craig McDonald, Meteor House, Charles F. Millhouse, Brian K. Morris, Will Murray, Wayne Reinagel, The Shadowed Circle, Stark House, Steeger Books, Mark Wheatley, and others.

   New authors and publishers who attended their first PulpFest included Brian Belanger, Robert Mendenhall of Blue Planet Press, Allan Liska of Green Archer Comics, Duane Laflin, Joseph Nelson of Point of Impact Publishing, and Veritas Entertainment.

   The fifth annual PulpFest Pizza Party followed the closure of the dealers’ room at 5 p.m. About 80 pizzas were baked for the convention’s members, thanks to the generosity of PulpFest’s dealers. Since it was started in 2021, the annual pizza gathering has become a very popular fixture at PulpFest. The convention’s advertising director, Bill Lampkin, promises more “Pizza at PulpFest” gatherings in the years to come.

   Following opening remarks by chairman Cullers, the convention’s admirable programming line-up began with Bernice Jones & Cathy Wilbanks exploring Edgar Rice Burroughs’ ideas concerning manhood. Afterward, Ed Hulse discussed another birthday boy, Edgar Wallace. Known as “The King of the Thrillers,” 2025 also marked the 150th anniversary of the author’s birth.

   Tim King of The Shadowed Circle, and pulp historian and author Will Murray came up with a roster featuring the “Masters of Villainy,” part of the convention’s salute to the 90th anniversary of such villain pulps as Doctor Death and The Mysterious Wu Fang. Both debuted in 1935, along with Doctor Satan in Weird Tales.

   The convention’s Burroughs programming continued — ERB completed the trio of authors born in 1875 — with an entertaining foray into the world of Tarzan merchandising by writer and publisher Jim Beard. Next came a peek at Adventure magazine and the creators who made it “The No. 1 Pulp,” according to Time magazine. Tom Krabacher, Kurt Shoemaker, and, once again, Ed Hulse discussed the writers, departments, and particularly, editor Arthur Sullivant Hoffman. It was these “masters” who made Adventure the best pulp on the newsstand.

   Thursday closed out with a showing of King Kong, the 1933 movie classic on which Edgar Wallace lent a hand. The author died while working on the film due to complications from undiagnosed diabetes.

   Despite a long day of buying and selling, and an evening packed with programming, many conventioneers gathered in the hotel lounge to talk and reminisce about their favorite authors, cover artists, and pulp characters long into the night. Late Thursday night was scheduled as a “Bronze Bash,” an informal gathering of the “Fans of Bronze,” many of whom helped to revive the long-defunct Doc Con, which took place at this year’s PulpFest.

   There was more buying and selling on Friday, August 8. Competing for attendees’ attention were three afternoon presentations. Authors John Bruening, Morgan Holmes, Craig McDonald, and Will Murray, with William Patrick Maynard moderating, got the ball rolling with a panel discussion concerning “Personal Demons and the Creative Mind.” Next came the 2025 “Flinch! Fest,” hosted by John C. Bruening & Jim Beard of Flinch! Books, followed by “The Universe According to Edgar Rice Burroughs,” a panel led by Christopher Paul Carey — director of publishing for Edgar Rice Burroughs, Inc. — and Cathy Wilbanks, the organization’s Vice President of Operations. Joining them were writers Chris L Adams & Win Scott Eckert, both of whom have continued the popular creations of ERB. There was also a Burroughs-inspired art show hosted by Henry G. Franke III, co-founder of ERBFest and editor of The Burroughs Bulletin and The Gridley Wave.

   After the dinner break came more evening programming, beginning with a look at the “Masters of Men’s Adventure Magazines,” presented by Wyatt Doyle, one of the co-editors of “The Men’s Adventure Library.” Next came a pair of contemporary artists — Mark Wheatley and Doug Klauba — both inspired by ERB’s creations, who explored “The Masters of Tarzan Illustration.”

   The panelists for Farmercon XX also took to the stage to discuss “Tarzan the Time Traveler and Discourses on Doc.” Christopher Paul Carey & Win Scott Eckert explored Philip José Farmer’s novel, Time’s Last Gift, and the writings of the Science Fiction Grand Master that concerned Doc Savage. Morgan Holmes examined the historical fiction of Rafael Sabatini, while a conversation between Will Murray and filmmaker Ron Hill concerning the sixties revival of Lester Dent’s Doc Savage by Bantam Books closed out the programming.It was followed by a late-night showing of George Pal’s Doc Savage: The Man of Bronze. Love it or hate it, 2025 marked the fiftieth anniversary of the release of the pulp-inspired movie.

   Once again, there were more late-night gatherings in the DoubleTree’s lounge area. Friday night’s informal socializing was billed as “Fraternize at Farmercon.”

On Saturday, August 9, the dealers’ room opened again at 9 a.m. and brisk business continued. All told, 464 people passed through the entrance to the PulpFest 2025 dealers’ room, where they were tempted by 150 tables filled with thousands of pulp magazines, digests, vintage paperbacks, original art, and much more. But before entertaining, all shoppers had to pass through twenty or more additional tables in the foyer, including booths devoted to ERBFest and Doc Con, two of the “micro-conventions” that have associated with the annual PulpFest.

   Henry Franke’s “Edgar Rice Burroughs, Master of Adventure” art show again tempted attendees to leave the dealers’ room to look at the displays inspired by the popular writer. “Pop Culture Archaeologist” Michael Stradford was also on hand to discuss actor and model Steve Holland, the man who “became” Doc Savage for James Bama and some of the other artists who painted the paperback covers for the Bantam Books series. Next came devoted Doc Savage fans, Ron Hill and Chris Kalb, with a look at George Pal’s film and its history and promotion. Closing out the afternoon programming was a “fan cut” of the film. It was a fitting close for Doc Con’s celebration of the golden anniversary of Pal’s Doc Savage: The Man of Bronze.

   After the close of the dealers’ room and the dinner break, came more evening programming, beginning with a look at PulpFest 2026, presented by committee members Cullers and Chomko. Afterward, the 2025 Munsey Award was presented to researcher, writer, and all-around good guy, John DeWalt. The Munsey Award recognizes an individual or organization that has bettered the pulp community, be it through disseminating knowledge about the pulps or through publishing or other efforts to preserve and foster interest in the pulp magazines we all love and enjoy.

   This year, a second award was presented: the Rusty Award, named after longtime Pulpcon organizer Rusty Hevelin. It was given to Ray Walsh, longtime dealer, convention organizer, and, with Robert Weinberg, publisher.

   Professor Garyn Roberts closed out this year’s programming with his memories of Ray Bradbury, the writer that he called a friend. Bradbury also happened to be a devoted fan of Edgar Rice Burroughs.

   Ending the evening was the convention’s Saturday night auction. It featured over 250 lots of material including a nice run of the large-sized Argosy from the early 1940s; over 50 issues of New Worlds Science Fiction, long the leading British science fiction magazine; 26 early issues of Weird Tales in good to very good condition; a complete set of Bantam’s Doc Savage paperbacks; several Arkham House first editions; a nice selection of Shadow pulps; the ultra-rare LA Bantam Book #13, Children’s Favorite Stories; a run of Who’s Who in Baseball from the 1930s; artwork by Michael Kaluta; and more.

   The highlights of the auction were two lots of Street & Smith’s People’s Magazine. Each of these sold for amounts far north of $1500. You’ll find the results of this year’s auction on the PulpFest website. Click the “2025 Auction” button at the top of the convention’s homepage.

   Once more, pulp fans socialized in the hotel’s lounge after the auction. Saturday’s informal gathering was billed as a “Barsoomian Bull Session.” Door prizes were available, thanks to Henry Franke, co-founder of ERBFest.

   This was the fourth time that PulpFest had hosted both Farmercon — which has been coming to PulpFest almost annually since 2011 — and ERBFest — a “convention within a convention” that began at PulpFest in 2021. Joining them was a third convention — Doc Con, a gathering of the fans of “The Man of Bronze.” It had been nearly a decade since the last Doc Con.

   According to PulpFest’s Mike Chomko and The Shadowed Circle’s Tim King, next year’s PulpFest will also be hosting a brand new convention: Shadow Con. We hope no one has been “clouding their minds” and that the rumor is true.

   Although the dealers’ room opened for a final time on Sunday, August 10, buying and selling opportunities were limited as dealers packed up and prepared for the drive home.

   PulpFest 2026 will take place July 30 through August 2 at the DoubleTree by Hilton Pittsburgh — Cranberry in Mars, Pennsylvania. The convention will be celebrating the centennials of Amazing Stories and Ghost Stories. Both magazines premiered in 1926. You can learn more by visiting pulpfest.com.

A 1001 MIDNIGHTS Review
by Bill Pronzini

   

BRIAN GARFIELD – Hopscotch. M. Evans, hardcover, 1975. Fawcett Crest, paperback, 1976. Forge, hardcover/paperback, 2004. Film: AVCO Embassy Pictures, 1980 (with Walter Matthau, Glenda Jackson).

   After the debacle with the film version of Death Wish, Garfield produced a number of works in which there is considerable menace and threat of violence, but in which no one actually dies — perhaps to prove to his critics that they were distorting the intent of his work and that he certainly didn’t need to shed copious fictional blood in order to tell a cracking good story. Hopscotch is one of those bloodless works; and testimony to the fact that it is a cracking good story is the Edgar it received for best novel of its year.

   The protagonist is Miles Kendig, an ex-CIA agent forcibly retired at the age of fifty-three, who yearns to be back “in the game.” Bored, traveling in Europe since his retirement, “he’d done everything to provoke his jaded sensibilities. High risks: the motor racing. skiing, flying lessons, the gambling which had been satisfying until his own capacities had defeated its purpose: he’d always been professional at whatever he did and his skins were the sort that took the risk out of it after a while.” He even toys with the idea of becoming a double agent for the Russians, but decides it wouldn’t be worth it: Whatever he is, he is not a traitor.

   Then a mad but irresistible idea overtakes him, triggered by the thought that The Resurrection of Miles Kendig would be a good title for an autobiography. Why not write his autobiography? Why not put into it everything he knows, everything he learned during his long tenure as one of the best spies in the business? Why not, by doing this, set himself up as the object of an international manhunt — Miles Kendig alone against both his former employers and the Soviets? The ultimate exciting game played for the ultimate stakes: his own life.

   Carefully, meticulously, using all the tricks he has learned over the years, he puts his mad idea into operation — a plan that includes getting himself a New York literary agent (one John Ives, a name Garfield later adopted as a pseudonym) and holing up in a place in rural Georgia to write the book. The action literally hopscotches all over the world — Paris, Marseilles, Casablanca, Stockholm, Helsinki, London — and all over the eastern and southern United States as well. Chasing Kendig along the way (and mostly being made to look foolish) are his former CIA compatriots Myerson, Cutler, and Ross, and his former Russian adversary, Mikhail Yaskov.

   Hopscotch bulges with plot and counterplot, with narrow escapes, humor, sex, suspense — all of which add up to a rousing good time for any reader, including those who don’t usually care for CIA-type shenanigans. Also highly recommended is the 1981 film version (which Garfield co-wrote and co-produced), starring Walter Matthau as a somewhat more lighthearted and amusing incarnation of Miles Kendig.

   Garfield has also published several other novels with varying degrees of political content, among them Line of Succession (1972), The Romanov Succession (1974), and The Paladin (1982), the latter a thriller about Winston Churchill. Checkpoint Charlie, a 1981 collection of nonviolent short stories featuring a fat, old, conceited, but nonetheless engaging CIA agent named Charlie Dark, makes use of several characters from Hopscotch — Myerson, Cutter, Ross, and the Russian superspy Yaskov — in subordinate roles.

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   Reprinted with permission from 1001 Midnights, edited by Bill Pronzini & Marcia Muller and published by The Battered Silicon Dispatch Box, 2007.   Copyright © 1986, 2007 by the Pronzini-Muller Family Trust.

REVIEWED BY DAVID VINEYARD:

   

ALFRED BESTER – Who He? Dial Press, hardcover, 1953. Berkley G-19, paperback, as The Rat Race, February 1956.

   For twenty-nine minutes and thirty seconds, stars, actors, dancers, and technicians went through the motions of playing “Who He?” under a corpse with staring eyes and swollen tongue… a victim of savage, merciless warfare in our frontier town, murdered by the ferment in a man’s mind… I’ve pieced out all the strands that wove themselves into a rope around a man’s neck. This is the story of what happened…

   
   If you haven’t pieced it together yet, Who He? is a live television show in the Golden Age of Television, and the frontier town in question is New York, “…we fight, love and adventure on all levels and never bother to distinguish reality from illusion because both are equally living and dangerous.”

   Who He? is both a suspense novel, a dark screwball apocalyptic comedy, a detective story, a savage satire, and a noirish psychological novel worthy of Cornell Woolrich or Patrica Highsmith if they wrote Madmen, as taut as a Hitchcock film, cynical tough and clipped as Howard Hawks, and mad as the Marx Brothers. It is also an affecting romance, a profound comment on the war between the sexes, 1950’s style, and has some of the best dialogue since Raymond Chandler collaborated with Billy Wilder.

   It’s the story of Jacob Lennox, writer for Who He?, a game show that morphed into a popular variety show starring a ventriloquist and one week in Lennox life where he rises, plunges, and rises again from the ashes starting with getting black out drunk on Christmas Eve and stumbling into work the next day to find his precious show has been receiving concerning hate male.

   Jake is a tough guy who grew up on the wrong side of the streets. He is handsome, glamorous, elegant, and meaner than a junk yard dog when he needs be; his only soft spot for his two Siamese cats and Sam Cooper, the actor who shares an apartment with him.

   At first Jake doesn’t think much of the letters, just crank male, but then he begins to believe the threat may be real and someone may well be murdered the next performance of Who He?. Delving into that mystery introduces him to Gabby Valentine, the ex-wife of network honcho Roy Audibon as vicious as he is ignorant and crass, who Jake falls hard for, and in due course Inspector Fink who Jake takes the letters to.

   With Gabby and Sam, he starts to try and put together the puzzle eventually recalling from his black out meeting a mysterious Mr. Knott, who he believes wrote the letters leading to a wild riotous night across Manhattan as he retraces his step and a revelation of who the letters are aimed at.

   Alfred Bester was one of the legends of Science Fiction, best known for his novels The Demolished Man and The Stars My Destination, both classics of the field that set the genre on its ear and inspired later generations of writers. He also wrote in radio and early television, as well as comic books and two mainstream novels that have both been called Hitchcockian. Judging by Who He? I will have to track the other book down, because this one is a corker.

   Jake Lennox’s week carries him from the pinnacle to the gutter as it spins out of control, Audibon threatening to cancel Who He? to get his wife back, red baiting sponsors boycotting, Jake wheeling and dealing, his whirlwind love affair revealing far more than he or Gabby would like to acknowledge about themselves, and the threat of violence growing ever closer with the most terrible revelation saved for last in a twist worthy of Woolrich, Christie, or Hitchcock.

   I really can’t praise this book enough. It rollicks along at an incredible pace with hardly a pause for a lag. The writing is by turns insightful, savage, biting, gut busting funny, and nerve wracking, while every revelation comes like a cliffhanger in a serial.

   There just isn’t room here to quote enough of the book to give a feel of the experience of reading it.

   “She was lying … You have to be good to make all of you lie at the same time.”

   “You have to be sick to like this rat race. The higher up you rise in the spiral the more precarious your balance becomes…”

   “When network veeps start talking like that the words don’t mean anything because they’re just the sound of a knife being sharpened.”

   “You know how dangerous a drowning man is? He’ll clutch at you and drown you if you don’t hit him. That’s what happened. I was drowning… You hit me… I’m grateful…”

   “Squares think there are Good Guy and Bad Guys. But we all know we’re Good Guys and Bad Guys inside ourselves. Half the time we build ourselves up and the other half we’re knocking ourselves down. When a Square knocks himself down he starts looking for a Bad Guy to blame. That’s what you’ve been doing.”

   The novel may throw you a bit because it is narrated by a writer friend of Lennox who is off stage for much of the book but telling the story he pieced together from all the participants. It’s a little distracting, but it works, and that’s all that matters and by the end of the book you will understand why it was the best way to tell this story. Just trust Bester. You could not be in better hands..

   Sadly the book is long out of print though I found an ebook copy of it on the Luminist Society site. It more than deserves a new edition if only as a brilliant slice of life portrait of early live television easily comparable if not surpassing Max Erlich’s The Glass Web.

   “The weak never weep for the strong; they weep only for themselves.”

DARK PASSAGE. Warner Bros., 1947. Humphrey Bogar, Lauren Bacall, Bruce Bennett, Agnes Moorehead, Tom D’Andrea. Screenplay by Delmer Daves, based on a novel by David Goodis. Director: Delmer Daves.

   A girl with money unaccountably helps a convict escape San Quentin, then gives him shelter while he is recovering from plastic surgery. Although he was convicted of killing his wife, she is convinced he got a raw deal.

   What a team Bogart and Bacall made! When she looks at him in that special way she had, the screen nearly melts. The story here doesn’t match the magnitude of the stars, but it’s no slouch, especially when Bogart’s *evidence* goes tumbling out the window.

— Reprinted from Movie.File.1, March 1988.

   

Back to the Wells, Part 3:
The Invisible Man
by Matthew R. Bradley

   

   Alone among those oft-cited Berkley Highland editions, the cover artist for H.G. Wells’s The Invisible Man (1897) is unidentified; the remainder—except the aforementioned The Time Machine (1895)—were all the work of Paul Lehr. I never owned that, because back in the old grade-school book-fair days I bought a long-gone, oversized, unidentified trade paperback, and now have a 1984 Signet edition coincidentally containing both novels.

   In his introduction, John Calvin Batchelor notes that they “were written while Wells still felt the anxiety of his early life of grubbing and false starts, and represent excellent examples of a man still very shaky about this new venture, fiction writing. Both were written in a fever by a man fleeing his past and intimidated by his future,” one of unforeseen success.

   Wells’s third novel was his first using a third-person narrative:

   “The stranger came [to the village of Iping] early in February…through a biting wind and a driving snow…He was wrapped up from head to foot, and the brim of his soft felt hat hid every inch of his face but the shiny tip of his nose…He staggered into the Coach and Horses, more dead than alive as it seemed,” face further obscured by “big blue spectacles with side-lights, and…a bushy side-whisker over his coatcollar.”

   
   Bringing the mustard for his lunch, Mrs. Hall is surprised to see him covering the lower part of his face with a serviette, and white bandages hiding his forehead and ears, with only his bright, “pink, peaked nose” exposed.

   Later replacing the serviette with a silk muffler, he refuses to be drawn out on the subject of bandaged injuries, disappointed that his luggage cannot be picked up that day from the Bramblehurst railway station. Later caught unawares before he can raise the muffler, he appears to have “an enormous mouth…that swallowed the whole of the lower portion of his face.” Describing himself as “an experimental investigator [whose] baggage contains apparatus and appliances,” he seeks solitude and has suffered an accident necessitating “a certain retirement,” sometimes shutting himself up in the dark because his eyes are “weak and painful…[while] the slightest disturbance…is a source of excruciating annoyance…”

   His boxes, cases, crates, and trunks contain books, test tubes, a balance, and every type of glass bottles, packed in straw, with which the stranger is soon locked away for his “really very urgent and necessary investigations,” speaking cryptically to himself, smoothing any irregularities away with “bills settled punctual.” Speculation is rampant among the “quiet Sussex villagers”—who dub him the “Bogey Man”—especially after medico Cuss reports that the stranger, while lamenting the accidental burning of a five-ingredient prescription, displayed a seemingly empty sleeve, nonetheless held up and open. He tells Bunting, the vicar, “Something [invisible]—exactly like a finger and thumb it felt—nipped my nose.”

   In June, funds exhausted, the stranger burglarizes the vicarage, unseen but heard sneezing there and at the inn, where his scattered garments and animated furniture baffle the Halls. Later, confronted by Mrs. Hall over his bill, he unveils—at last referred to by the title—and eludes Constable Bobby Jaffers’s attempt to execute a warrant; he then enlists the aid of tramp Thomas Marvel, “an out-cast like myself…. Help me—and I will do great things for you. An invisible man is a man of power.” He covers Marvel’s exit from Iping, with a bundle of clothes stolen from Bunting and Cuss and the diaries they sought to decipher, but refuses to accept Marvel’s “resignation” while forcing him to travel to Port Burdock.

   Spiriting money from tills, he puts it in the pockets of Marvel, who finally takes refuge in the Jolly Cricketers; wounded in a scuffle there, the Invisible Man visits old acquaintance Dr. Kemp, identifying himself as Griffin of University College. Before telling his story, he demands to eat and sleep while Kemp peruses the papers and concludes, “it reads like rage growing to mania! The things he may do!,” writing a note to Colonel Adye. Griffin reveals finding “a general principle of pigments and refraction,—a formula, a geometrical expression involving four dimensions….to lower the refractive index of a substance…to that of air,” betrayed by blood, which “[g]ets visible as it coagulates,” or undigested food.

   Playing for time while awaiting the police, Kemp hears Griffin relate experimenting on a cat in London, financed by funds stolen from his father; firing his lodging-house to cover his tracks; realizing that snow, rain, fog, or dirt can give him away; stealing his garb from a Drury Lane costume shop; and hiding out in Iping, seeking a way to reverse the process at will, for which he needs his diaries.

   He wants Kemp as a confederate, and has murder on his mind. “Not wanton killing, but a judicious slaying…. [The] invisible man…must now establish a reign of terror…. And all who disobey his orders he must kill, and kill all who would defend them,” yet he is interrupted by police chief Adye, and flees the house.

   Amid a carefully planned (invisible) manhunt, he smashes the head of Wicksteed with an iron rod, then writes to threaten that Kemp’s execution will mark “day one of year one of the new…Epoch of…Invisible Man the First.” Adye and the Invisible Man are injured in the siege of Kemp’s house; as he makes a break for town, the locals surround and beat his pursuer, who becomes visible after death. “First came the little white nerves, a hazy grey sketch of a limb, then the glassy bones and intricate arteries, then the flesh and skin, first a faint fogginess, and then growing rapidly dense and opaque. Presently they could see his crushed chest…his shoulders, and the dim outline of his drawn and battered features.”

   Perhaps the only true stylist of Universal’s Golden Age (1930s-’40s) horror films, James Whale (1889-1957) directed Boris Karloff in Frankenstein (1931), Bride of Frankenstein (1935)—which along with The Invisible Man (1933) established two of their franchises—and The Old Dark House (1932). Reunited on Frankenstein, Whale and rising star Colin Clive had been brought to New York to film Journey’s End (1930), re-creating their 1929 stage success by R.C. Sherriff on London’s West End. Whale, who had also directed the Broadway production, recruited Sherriff to adapt The Invisible Man; he considered Clive for the lead, but ultimately cast relative unknown Claude Rains when Karloff bowed out.

   With cinematic scoring then still in its infancy, revolutionized that year by Max Steiner in King Kong (1933), music was rare in these films, notably an excerpt from Tchaikovsky’s Swan Lake (1877) played over the opening credits for Dracula (1931). However, Heinz Roemheld’s uncredited score for The Invisible Man, heard sparingly at the beginning and end of the film, would be widely recycled and ultimately ubiquitous in Universal’s Buster Crabbe serials Flash Gordon (1936) and Buck Rogers (1939). Sherriff gives Griffin and Kemp (William Harrigan) first names, respectively Jack and Arthur, and opens faithfully (Wells had script approval) with Griffin’s arrival in Iping at what is now the Lion’s Head.

   Clearly, Whale shared what Batchelor called Wells’s “heartfelt affection for the English yeoman class and its nosy ways, with a list of colorful village types who hover around the [inn] spying on the stranger….[i]n their eccentric and most unsinister way…”

   Indelible as Jenny Hall is Una O’Connor, so memorably reunited with Whale as terrified servant Minnie in Bride, and later the beloved nursemaid Bess in The Adventures of Robin Hood (1938). Joining her is a “who’s who” of other venerable character actors, e.g., Forrester Harvey as her innkeeper husband Herbert; Holmes Herbert as the Chief of Police; Bride’s Burgomaster, E.E. Clive, as Constable Jaffers; and Dudley Digges as the Chief Detective.

   According to Paul M. Jensen’s The Men Who Made the Monsters, the film was the result of an almost two-year process incorporating “at least nine treatments and eleven scripts, prepared by twelve different writers,” e.g., John Huston, Preston Sturges, and Universal mainstays Garrett Fort—also uncredited on Paramount’s Wells-based Island of Lost Souls (1932)—and John L. Balderston. Envisioned as a Karloff vehicle, the project had another round-robin of potential directors attached, including Robert Florey, supplanted by Whale on Frankenstein. The studio also purchased the rights to, and considered using elements from, The Murderer Invisible (1931), a novel by fellow Lost Souls alumnus Philip Wylie.

   Sherriff added a love interest in fiancée Flora (Gloria Stuart), whose father, Dr. Cranley (Henry Travers), employed Griffin and Kemp, the latter—here a romantic rival—saying, “He meddled in things men should leave alone,” after Griffin disappeared to pursue his experiments in private. John P. Fulton’s effects remain impressive almost a century later, particularly when Rains gradually disrobes; he and a special set were covered with black velvet, so that only the clothing registered, later combined with other footage. He earned Oscar nominations for three sequels, later winning for Wonder Man (1945) and The Ten Commandments (1956), but the Best Special Effects category was not created until 1939.

   A list of chemicals found in Griffin’s old lab includes monocane, “a terrible drug…made from a flower…grown in India. It draws color from everything it touches” and, perhaps unknown to him, drove a canine test subject “raving mad.”

   Griffin explains his “reign of terror” to unwilling partner Kemp (“a few murders here and there, murders of great men, murders of little men, just to show we make no distinction”) and wrecks a train, knocking out the signalman and killing 100 people. Marvel is eliminated, his function of helping to retrieve the notebooks from the inn being delegated to the unflatteringly portrayed Kemp; Whale, unlike Wells, later allows Griffin to follow through on his threatened “execution.”

   Flora persuades Cranley, summoned by Kemp, that she can reason with Griffin, who says that as “a poor, struggling chemist,” he sought wealth and fame for her, then lapses into a rant about “power to rule, to make the world grovel at my feet,” scoffing that Cranley has “the brain of…a maggot…” Dismissing her warning about monocane, he slips through a police cordon and memorably skips away in stolen pants, singing, “Here we go gathering nuts in May…”

   Uncredited players include Dwight Frye, John Carradine (both of whom offer the police suggestions, and later appeared in Bride), and Walter Brennan as the man whose bicycle Griffin steals; Harry Stubbs is skeptical Inspector Bird, casually murdered.

   Easily penetrating an elaborate dragnet, Griffin avenges his betrayal just at the appointed hour, laughingly maniacally as he sends the trussed and screaming Kemp over a cliff in his car to a fiery death. Undone when a farmer reports, “There’s breathing in my barn,” he is burned out, forced into a snowstorm that makes his footprints visible, and shot, his dying words to Flora echoing Kemp’s aphorism. His star-making performance more impressive without the use of the facial features seen only in death, Rains excelled as Prince John in Robin Hood and Captain Renault in Casablanca (1942), the latter and Alfred Hitchcock’s Notorious (1946) earning him two of his four Best Supporting Actor Oscar nominations.

   Universal belatedly followed the film with an erratic “series” stretching the definition of a sequel, including not one but two encounters with their other resident cash cows, first with a cameo (non-)appearance by Vincent Price at the end of Abbott and Costello Meet Frankenstein (1948), and then the inevitable …Meet the Invisible Man (1951). Price had starred in The Invisible Man Returns (1940), clearing himself of a murder charge with the serum from Jack’s brother, Frank (John Sutton). That same year, eccentric inventor John Barrymore turned Virginia Bruce into The Invisible Woman with an invisibility device in a screwball comedy featuring Charlie Ruggles, Margaret Hamilton, and Shemp Howard.

   As with Sherlock Holmes, Universal drafted the character for the war effort with Invisible Agent (1942), pitting Jack’s grandson, Frank (Jon Hall), against Axis spies Peter Lorre, in his Japanese Mr. Moto-mode, and Sir Cedric Hardwicke, the culprit in Returns. And, just to maximize the confusion, Hall, uhm, returned in The Invisible Man’s Revenge (1944) as apparently unrelated Robert Griffin, the escaped psycho whose crime spree is enabled by mad scientist John Carradine. But perhaps the true revenge is his immortality in various media, including a nominal 2020 remake, innumerable rip-offs, multiple eponymous TV series, Rankin-Bass’s Mad Monster Party? (1967), comic books, and on radio and stage.

Up next: The War of the Worlds

      Edition cited/works consulted:

Batchelor, John Calvin, introduction to The Time Machine and The Invisible Man (New York: Signet Classic, 1984), pp. v-xxiii.

Baxter, John, Science Fiction in the Cinema: 1895-1970 (The International Film Guide Series; New York: A.S. Barnes, 1970).

Brosnan, John, Future Tense: The Cinema of Science Fiction (New York: St. Martin’s, 1978).

Brunas, Michael, John Brunas, and Tom Weaver, Universal Horrors: The Studio’s Classic Films, 1931-1946 (Jefferson, NC: McFarland, 1990).

Gunn, James, editor, The New Encyclopedia of Science Fiction (New York: Viking, 1988).

Hardy, Phil, editor, The Overlook Film Encyclopedia: Science Fiction (Woodstock, NY:Overlook, 1995).

Internet Movie Database (IMDb)

Jensen, Paul M., The Men Who Made the Monsters (New York: Twayne, 1996).

Kinnard, Roy, Tony Crnkovich, and R.J. Vitone, The Flash Gordon Serials, 1936-1940: A Heavily Illustrated Guide (Jefferson, NC: McFarland, 2008).

Wells, H.G., The Invisible Man, in The Time Machine and The Invisible Man, pp. 105-278.

Wikipedia

      Online source:

https://archive.org/details/the-invisible-man-1933_202105.

DETECTIVE NOVELS MAGAZINE – December 1940. Overall rating: *

FRANK JOHNSON {Norman Daniels] “The Crimson Mask’s Death Gamble.” Novel. The Crimson Mask, in reality pharmacist Bob Clarke, fighting evil the way no police can do, takes on a case that could only happen only during a depression, when jobs are precious and hard to come by. An employment agency collects $50 for sending applicants to tough manual-labor jobs where foremen drive them to quitting, thus forfeiting the $50. In the days when the pay was $21 a week, this would be quite a racket. The Mask’s girl friend has the most intelligence of anybody running around. (1)

CYRIL PLUNKETT “To Hell with Death,” A murderer drives his victim around in a car with carbon monoxide coming from the engine and a lawman in the back seat. Suspense. (1)

ALLAN K. ECHOLS “Dollars to Doughnuts.” An honest man in the hard-hit wartime docks resists temptation. (3)

JOHN L. BENTON [Norman Daniels] “The Fifth Column Murders.” Novel. Patriotism, a strong motivation in the days just before World War II, against the scummy war of infiltration and sabotage. The Candid Camera Kid, news photographer Jerry Wade, stops a gang bent on destroying America’s defenses. Why must the clues by hidden from the reader? (1)

ROBERT LESLIE BELLEM “Agents of Doom.” Mixed up story of blackmail used to destroy bombers headed for Canada. (0)

— February 1969.

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