Métamorphose de la « ghost story »: une histoire non pas de fantôme, mais de maladie mentale, de maison malveillante et, surtout, l'étude attentive des réactions provoquées par la maison
haineuse sur ses habitants - sur une, la plus faible, en particulier : Ariel, une enfant de 12 ans. Un roman étrange du maître du polar américain.

Ariel

Quand Kenan Khoury reçoit un coup de fil anonyme exigeant une rançon s'il veut revoir sa femme en vie, il n'hésite pas une seconde à payer. Mais c'est dans le coffre d'une voiture et sous forme de pièces détachées sanguinolentes que notre homme la retrouve. Le problème est que Khoury, dealer notoire de Brooklyn, veut rester loin du regard de la police. C'est donc tout naturellement qu'il fait appel au célèbre détective privé et ancien flic alcoolique Matt Scudder. À l'aide d'acolytes hauts en couleur comme Manhattan en regorge - un apprenti rappeur, de jeunes hackers, sans oublier la belle Elaine -, Matt se jette corps et âme dans une enquête qui fait rapidement surgir de nouvelles pièces d'un puzzle macabre, bien plus complexe que prévu. Et lorsqu'une autre femme disparaît, c'est une course contre la mort qui s'engage.

Balades entre les tombes

Sheesh. What a lousy title. Flesh Mob was published by Midnight Reader, a fellow imprint of Nightstand Books, in 1962. I can tell at a glance that it's my work, although I don't specifically recall writing it. And I must have put a title on it, but I  an assure you that it wasn't Flesh Mob. It could only have been the inspiration of some editor in Illinois. Several notables filled that role over the years, including Earl Kemp, A. J. Budrys, and Harlan Ellison, but it's hard to imagine any of those three making a eureka moment of Flesh Mob. For years it struck me as merely a bad title, two works that when combined had a sort of reverse synergy, amounting to rather less than the sum of their parts. Then just this week I looked at the title and saw that it could only be a pun on the phrase "flash mob." That still didn't make it a good title, but at least it gave it a lame reason for being. Except not. Because a little internet research shows that "flash mob" came into existence, as both phrase and concept, sometime shortly after the turn of the present century, and approximately forty years after my humble little novel first appeared wherever bad books were sold. AJ and Harlan and Earl were grounded in science fiction, but that's not enough to account for a title that was a pun on a phrase nobody would utter for another four decades. Never mind. The book's a multiple-viewpoint novel, with a rich cast of characters. Here's a sample of two of them:#"I'M LEAVING MATT, " Kitty said. Linc digested this bit of information. She searched his face, trying to decide whether he approved or disapproved. His face was a mask. She couldn't tell how he felt about it. "I'm leaving him, " she said again. "He didn't even come home last night. And the fact doesn't even bother me. There's not a thing left between us, Linc. Nothing at all. He can go his way and I can go mine and neither of us gives a whoop in hell about the other one. That's no basis for marriage." "Will he give you a divorce?" "I think so. He barely knows I'm alive. He'll probably be glad to get rid of me." Linc shrugged. "His pride might be hurt. And he might be upset from a pure financial standpoint. Divorce can be costly to a man. Alimony." "I wouldn't want alimony from him." "Oh?" "Just freedom." He said: "What will you do after the divorce?" "Oh, " she said. "I don't know. I may stay in Clifton, at least until I decide where I want to go next. New York eventually, I think. Small towns can get to you. I think I'm ready for the city." "You'd fit right in." "But for the time being we can have our fun. Do you feel like. like some fun now, Linc?" "God, you're insatiable." "I've been inactive for a long time, " she told him. "Too long. It can get to you. Are you interested, Linc?" "I'll race you to the bedroom, " he said.#There you go, Gentle Reader. Flesh Mob. It is what it is.

Flesh Mob - Collection of Classic Erotica, #25

Cool, fiable et efficace, John Keller est le tueur à gages préféré de tous. L'épouse qui gêne, la star du sport vieillissante, l'associé en affaires véreux, aucune victime ne le fait reculer. Pour lui, il ne s'agit pas de liquider tel ou tel, mais de résoudre un problème, qui, évidemment, n'a rien de personnel. Un contrat après l'autre, Keller sillonne les États-Unis et travaille avec honneur. Mais, aussi bon soit-il, il n'en est pas moins homme et se sent parfois bien seul et en proie au doute. Tuer le psychologue, le chien, la femme... à la longue, c'est un peu lassant et la retraite semble attrayante. Jusqu'au jour où, hélas, il doit se faire une raison : la retraite coûtant cher, il faut gagner de l'argent... et donc recommencer à tuer, tuer et tuer. Intelligence des histoires, écriture d'une malicieuse férocité et humour à la hache, ce nouvel épisode de la saga Keller est tuant d'humanité.

Le blues du tueur à gage

New York's a tough town. Hard to impress. Shrugs off hype, casts a cold eye on glitz. But once in a blue moon a killer with street smarts and a sense of theater will reach out and take the city by the throat. Maybe he'll write letters to a popular tabloid columnist, proclaiming himself the answer to a failed criminal justice system. Maybe he'll point a finger at the kind of villain the law can't touch. A child killer who got off on a technicality, say. A top mobster with decades of blood on his hands. A rabble-rouser who incites others to murder. Maybe he'll sign himself "Will, " as in "The Will of the People." Then suppose he takes aim at a respectable lawyer, a defense attorney with a roster of unpopular clients. Suppose the lawyer's a friend of Matt Scudder. Scudder is New York to the bone. He's as tough as the big town itself, as hard to impress. And now he's up against the self-styled Will of the People in a city with eight million ways to die, a city where not just the good guys but even the wicked get worse than they deserve.

même les scélérats

The basis of the recent film starring Liam Neeson, A Walk Among the Tombstones is Matthew Scudder's tenth appearance. He's hired by a drug dealer whose wife has been savagely murdered, and Scudder's pursuit of the faceless killers leads him on a chase through Manhattan and Brooklyn, with an unforgettable denouement in Green-Wood Cemetery. TJ, Scudder's streetwise young friend, is on hand, and Scudder's girlfriend Elaine plays a vital role, even as their relationship has its challenges. Publishers Weekly: "Despite their dark titles (the words Slaughterhouse and Boneyard figured in the previous two), Block's splendid, award-winning Matt Scudder novels are by no means unrelievedly bleak. His latest-as well as offering the customary skillful plotting, adroit pacing and sure sense of New York character-features a wry humor all its own, along with a particularly ingratiating and convincing pair of computer hackers. The premise is grim, certainly: a pair of men who prey murderously on women progress to kidnapping the womenfolk of drug dealers and demanding huge ransoms. Former alcoholic PI Scudder-now going to more AA meetings than ever-reluctantly agrees to help one dealer, a Lebanese, after his wife is killed by the kidnappers. Slowly and methodically he discerns a pattern in the mayhem. With the help of his erstwhile police colleagues, his black Times Square sidekick TJ and his call-girl sweetheart, Elaine, Scudder tightens the net on the culprits. When they seize the daughter of a Russian dealer, he is ready for the showdown. Block isn't big on action, though when it comes it is swift, vivid and horribly convincing; his Scudder books are built on character, atmosphere, crackling dialogue and a great deal of brooding-the taste for them is addictive. An equal of Elmore Leonard and Robert Parker, Block deserves similar acclaim."Other reviews:"This is fantastic stuff, and a must for fans of gritty, realistic suspense." - My Bookish Ways"A WALK AMONG THE TOMBSTONES is indispensable reading for all crime fiction fans. Add it to your "must read" pile immediately." - Bookgasm

A Walk Among the Tombstones - Matthew Scudder, #10

A partire dagli anni Settanta, Lawrence Block ha scritto romanzi e brevi storie - più volte premiate - che hanno come protagonista Matthew Scudder. Ora che egli e il suo detective sono più vecchi di mezzo secolo, l'autore ha accettato di scrivere un libro sulla vita del suo personaggio. Ma ha deciso di non essere la persona adatta per quell'incarico. Come ha detto Block: "Com'era la famiglia di Matt? Come ha trascorso l'infanzia? Che cosa lo ha portato alla polizia di New York, e come è passato dalla Scuola reclute al distintivo dorato da detective? Chi lo ha influenzato e quali sono state le esperienze che l'hanno reso l'uomo che conosciamo? Erano domande importanti, e vi erano sicuramente storie da raccontare, ma non voleva dire che fossi io la persona adatta a farlo. Se serviva una biografia di Matt Scudder, se la sarebbe dovuta scrivere lui stesso". Così Block ha affidato l'incarico al suo personaggio di fantasia più duraturo, e il risultato - L'autobiografia di Matthew Scudder - è un documento straordinario, allo stesso tempo un convincente Bildungsroman e l'indispensabile coronamento di una serie eccezionale. Dal suo debutto nel 1976 in Le colpe dei padri, Matthew Scudder è invecchiato in tempo reale; così come, in modo  sorprendente, è invecchiato il suo creatore. Lawrence Block ha compiuto 84 anni il 24 giugno 2022, mentre Scudder ha raggiunto lo stesso traguardo il 7 settembre. L'Autobiografia di Matthew Scudder dimostra in modo chiaro e irresistibile che nessuno dei due ha perso neppure un colpo. Lawrence Block, nominato Grand Master dalla Mystery Writers of America, è stato più volte vincitore dei premi Edgar Allan Poe e Shamus; tra i riconoscimenti alla sua carriera, il Diamond Dagger della UK Crime Writers Association. "Essenziale per i lettori di Lawrence Block. Non solo questo libro amplifica il suo popolarissimo personaggio di investigatore privato, Matthew Scudder (oggetto di 17 romanzi, numerosi racconti e 2 adattamenti cinematografici); ma mette anche in mostra l'incredibile versatilità di Block, portando una nuova prospettiva alla narrativa poliziesca, quando Scudder riflette sul corso della sua vita e sulle sofferenze, oltre che sulle morti, che l'hanno costellata".                                                      ~David Morrell, autore del bestseller del New York Times MURDER AS A FINE ART

L'Autobiografia di Matthew Scudder - Matthew Scudder, #20

Bernie Rhodenbarr is a personable chap, a good neighbor, a passable poker player. His chosen profession, however, might not sit well with some. Bernie is a burglar, a good one, effortlessly lifting valuables from the not-so-well-protected abodes of well-to-do New Yorkers like a modern-day Robin Hood. (The poor, as Bernie would be the first to tell you, alas, have nothing worth stealing.)He's not perfect, however; he occasionally makes mistakes. Like accepting a paid assignment from a total stranger to retrieve a particular item from a rich man's apartment. Like still being there when the cops arrive. Like having a freshly slain corpse lying in the next room, and no proof that Bernie isn't the killer. Now he's really got his hands full, having to locate the true perpetrator while somehow eluding the police -- a dirty job indeed, but if Bernie doesn't do it, who will?

Burglars Can't Be Choosers

Nicholas Edwards vit avec sa femme et sa fille à La Nouvelle-Orléans où il rénove et revend des maisons dévastées par le passage de l'ouragan Katrina. Entre sa famille et sa collection de timbres, il oublie peu à peu son ancienne vie. Alors que ses affaires périclitent, un nouvel ouragan survient sous la forme d'un coup de téléphone de son ancien agent, Dot, qui lui propose de reprendre du service et de redevenir l'homme qu'il fut : Keller, le tueur à gages. 
De New York aux Caraïbes, en passant par Cheyenne, Keller reprend du service et enchaîne les contrats en y mettant tout son savoir-faire. Du grand art.

Ariel

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