Tomorrow's Another Day (W.R. Burnett, 1946)

Once upon a time (after WW2), in a land far away (Lake City, Minnesota), there was this guy, Lonnie Drew. He was a good lad, but cruel life and war had forced him to become a gambler. In a unusual turn of events (game of poker) he had acquired his castle (restaurant) from which he now rules over the land together with his faithful courtiers (Ray Cooper, Pinky the chef, Willy the driver). Lonnie meets a princess, Mary. They fall in love and get married. End of book one (70! pages).

Book two. Evil forces (Gus Borgia, ex-mafioso kind of guy) arrive on the scene from another distant land (Chicago) and join forces with the local subversive character, Jack Pool, aka The Greek. You see, poor Jack is also in love with our princess, and he's pissed off at Lonnie for stealing her away from him. So he comes up with a plan to throw our hero from his throne. Plot starts to thicken (about fucking time!) and finally we get the first violent act. It's just a robbery, but still, during it, our hero's friend gets so scared he actually faints!? And with that, our illusions and hopes for a hard-boiled novel also die.

Book three. Our prince charming manages to save the day! He outsmarts bad guys, gets the money and keeps his bride. And they do live happily ever after!

And once again I was pissed off at myself for buying a book based on its cool cover (yes, I know...) and inner notes which stated that its author also wrote High Sierra and Asphalt Jungle. Can still remember how disappointing The Wounded and the Slain was, but I guess I thought that I simply couldn't be that unlucky twice in a row. And besides that, Asphalt Jungle is, of course, in a league of its own when compared to Dark Passage.

And that's it basically. Except that this one is the first corpse-less entry of this blog, so it does have some sort of honour. In all fairness, it needs to be said that Gus is such a badass and so pissed off at Greek that I somehow don't think the poor, jealous bastard would make it to a potential sequel. I'll never know for sure because even in case there's a sequel to this melodrama crap, I'm not touching it. No matter how cool a cover is...

2/5

Facts:

Hero:
Lonnie Drew, (ex?) gambler

Location:
Lake City, Minnesota

Body count: 

0

Dames: 
Maureen O'Donnell aka Mary Donnell (This dame was too good looking!)

Blackouts: 
"Good God!" cried Ray, deathly pale, and fainted and fell sideways before Lonnie could catch him.

Title: 
Hm, obviously, tomorrow will be another day. Am I missing something here?

Cover: 
Good, old school illustration of a shady guy with a gun and a horse race in the background. Not credited.

Cool lines:

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Honey in His Mouth (Lester Dent, 1956)

This one is about greed. There is a strange motley crew band that tries to steal money from a certain South American dictator known as El Presidente. They are his close associates: a brother, a mistress, his personal doctor, and a guy who handles his finances. They somehow (pretty unbelievably btw) manage to find his identical double - our hero Walter Harsh - and persuade/force him (much more convincingly) to impersonate this asshole Presidente. Walter himself is a small-time con artist, pulling tricks with his girlfriend, Vera, who is also a grifter. 

We have seven shady characters and a big pot of gold worth $ 65 million. Let the game begin...

The story is good and, for the most part, relatively consistent and believable. The best thing about it is that it doesn't devolve into a predictable action thriller set in South America. Pretty much everything happens in a secluded house near Miami, where Walter is kept. This confined setting evokes a novel, cool, claustrophobic feeling, which functions perfectly as a backdrop for all the scheming, plotting, and double-crossings. Walter's arm is broken, so his role as a patient was somewhat reminiscent of David Young in Night Walker.

It's story-driven, and it works great for the first two parts. Very fast paced (starts with a car chase!) and plot keeps tightening, but then in the last part just completely loses its steam and more or less falls apart. Very disappointing! We get a pretty pathetic surprise twist and a shootout in which most of our protagonists just simply...  well, die. Not to mention some pretty obvious logical flaws, like a man not realising he had killed his dead ringer look-alike!? Mr Dent complicated the storyline too much and just gave up unwrapping it reasonably and logically. Fuck it, let them just kill each other!

It's not that bad to be honest, and anti-climax certainly is not its biggest flaw. What I resented most was a poor characterisation of "supporting" protagonists. They are such a colourful bunch, and they deserve better. First one to bitch about is Vera, greedy and not very smart, but still (or maybe because of this) very likeable girlfriend of Walters. I wasn't even sure why she was in the book, as she was totally neglected and used just to emphasise what an asshole our hero was. Mr Brother gets a few more lines, but still not nearly enough. Just think of all the possibilities that a castrated, paranoid (mentally handicapped) dictator's brother offers!

So most of the time is spent with Walter and inside his head. Here, Dent did a great job because the guy really is totally despicable, greedy, cowardly, dumb (half-literate) sociopath. He's 100% different from what would be expected from a main hero. So instead of witty, smart, tough, etc, we are left with this fuckhead. Unconventional and somewhat brave, the author's decision (reminded me a bit of The Peddler) makes everything a bit more unusual and unpredictable.

3/5

Facts:

Hero: 
Walter Harsh

Location:
Begins in Missouri, then moves to Miami for the most part.

Body count: 
7 (including the guy waiting on the death row)

Dames: 
Vera Sue Crosby - sexy, naive and with a soft spot for a bottle of Benedictine:
"She's Harsh's sillero." Brother's lips curled with contempt."A nothing".  

 Also sexy, and mysterious Miss Muirz:
"She was a sharp one, Harsh thought, and a fast one when chips began to fall."

Blackouts: 
Yes, one. Nothing spectacular though - it happens when he tries to escape from the hospital but is to weak to do so: 
"He stood and took two steps and went down on the floor with a crash that shook the building and put out his lights."
 

Title: 
Must be some idiom; there's undoubtedly no honey involved in this novel. It probably has something to do with 50k dollars locked in the safe and Walter's obsession with it. One night, he even sleeps with a key to the safe in his mouth!

Cover: 
By Ron Lesser, and really, really good and sexy! One of Hard Case Crime's best and statement like that truly means something. It's not very accurate, though, as there's no scene with a dead man lying and a woman smoking beside him. But still, I would like to think she's Miss Muirz; she looks too classy to be Vera Sue.

Cool lines:  
"Mr. Harsh, the only way I will deal with you is to buy you. I do not care to work with you on any other basis. I buy you or nothing. You are a cheap man, so buying you will not be expensive. Get it straight - I buy you, or I have nothing to do with you."