Posts Tagged ‘Eliot Ness’

A Hell of a Review, Film Festival News & A Quarry Review

Tuesday, July 15th, 2025

Once upon a time, Kirkus Reviews gave my work some of the worst notices I ever received anywhere; they were downright mean. It’s even rumored that the despicable murder victim, Kirk S. Rath, in my Mallory novel Nice Weekend for a Murder, was named in their “honor.” No doubt I’ll get another bad review from them, before I leave the planet. But you know what?

They love Barbara Allan. Shhhhh! Don’t ever tell them I am half of that team, though undoubtedly my wife Barb deserves the lioness’ share of the credit.

Antiques Round-Up by Barbara Allan

Here’s the lovely Kirkus review of the forthcoming Antiques Round-Up.

ANTIQUES ROUND-UP Author: Barbara Allan
Severn House Pages: 208 Price (Hardcover): $29.99 Publication Date: October 7, 2025

Mother and daughter antique dealers take a trip to Texas, where all hell breaks loose.

Vivian Borne is a bipolar woman of many talents. Her daughter, Brandy Borne, is a divorced mother who takes antidepressants and dotes on her diabetic shih tzu, Sushi. Their shop sales need a boost, and since they’ve recently done well with Western antiques, Vivian’s motivated by an ad for a citywide yard sale to head to Tranquility, Texas, where she thinks they can score some bargains. Brandy’s fiancé, Tony Cassato — the police chief in their hometown of Serenity, Iowa — has a history with the daring duo that gives him little hope they’ll stay out of trouble. From the start, the trip doesn’t go well. They get a flat tire, they get lost, they get stuck in a ditch, they get stuck sleeping in a very odd motel. Awakened by the police, they’re arrested for damaging a replica of Cherokee life in the 1800s.

Tony gets them out of jail, but their arrival in Texas is marked by even worse trouble. Vivian, looking to get ahead of the competition, rents a horse and visits several sellers she’d talked with about purchasing certain items before the sale starts. Her first two meetings go well, but her third meeting with a Mr. Tool is cut short when she turns up his body, shot in the head. Since she’s already paid for a necklace, she searches for it and finds it just as the police arrive. With a long string of solving mysteries to their credit, the pair must solve this one to stay out of jail.

A rollicking story of crime fighting includes plenty of antique-buying tips and some Texas-style recipes.

I am pleased to say we have received many good reviews over the years for our Antiques/Trash ’n’ Treasures series, and not just from Kirkus. It’s gratifying, but we are pretty sure this is the first time a reviewer has started out by observing that “all hell breaks loose.”

Right now Barb is working on her draft of the next book in the series (which she always begins by telling me this will be the last one – we’re up to 20, I think). She is diligent and painstaking about the process in a way I admire very much.

There is nothing in my writing life more pleasurable than working on my draft from Barb’s first draft. Actually, what Barb hands off to me is not really a first draft, because it’s polished as “all hell,” to invoke Kirkus. How our collaboration works is this: we agree on a basic plot, very basic, the idea always coming from Barb, who says she needs a personal connection to the material. She writes a draft shorter than what we’ve been contracted to deliver. Let’s say (although this varies) she gives me 250 pages that I need to expand to 300 pages.

What do I do? I add even more humor (there’s always plenty), write action scenes she has skipped (leaving me a note to “take it away”), expand dialogue scenes when her short story roots start to show, and suss out any plot holes, of which there are few if any. Barb is very good about letting me do as I wish, as long as I don’t trip over the plot. That’s a possibility because I do not read her draft before I begin mine, which is a revision and expansion of hers, working directly in her draft. So the in’s and out’s of the mystery are often news to me when I reach them. If she can surprise me, she’ll surprise you.

I ask her how she can work so hard on something – a minimum of six months – and then hand it over to me, saying only, “Do whatever you want. I’m sick of it.”

She’s as good as her word.

I would say she is Brandy, more than she’s Vivian; and I am more Vivian than she is Brandy.

If you’re a fan of mine, and have avoided these novels because they are sold as cozy mysteries (which they are, but subversively so, a fact an Ellery Queen Mystery Magazine reviewer once pointed out), you should try one. You can always slip the inevitable cute dog cover off and only return it when you’ve completed reading it and shelving it spine out.

Confession: we love the cute dog covers.

There is further good Brandy and her mother news, by the way. Our Antiques indie film, Death by Fruitcake, has been chosen to be an official selection of another film festival – the Iowa Independent Film Festival. Keep in mind we only entered seven festivals and have been official selections of three. (Two festivals haven’t announced yet.)

What’s significant is the rule-of-thumb is…you are lucky to become an official selection of one festival out of ten that you enter. So we’re already ahead of the curve. We have limited ourselves to only Iowa fests, with the exception of the New Jersey Mystery, Crime & Horror Film Festival, which seemed right up our alley. Tough competition there (but, really, everywhere).

We are also looking seriously at three avenues of distribution, and should have an announcement soon.

Here is the official press release about the upcoming Star City Festival and my being honored there. It does not include that our film Death by Fruitcake will be screened on Saturday, August 2, at 6 pm with Q and A after.

Max Allan Collins Guest of Honor at The Star City Film Festival Waukon, Iowa July 31-August 3rd
News provided by

EIN Presswire
Jul 10, 2025, 10:05 AM ET

WAUKON, IA, UNITED STATES, July 10, 2025. The Star City Film Festival Returns to Waukon, Iowa for Its 8th Season
Celebrating Film, Creativity, and Community – July 31 to August 3, 2024. Special Guest of Honor Max Allan Collins.

The Star City Film Festival is thrilled to announce its return for the 8th season, taking place from July 31 to August 3, 2024, in the charming town of Waukon, Iowa. Founded and directed by the talented Dr. Katie O’Regan, this year’s festival promises to be an unforgettable celebration of filmmaking, featuring 40 diverse films, live performances of three new film scripts as radio plays, a glamorous red carpet premiere, and engaging talk-backs with attending filmmakers.

This year’s festival will honor Iowa’s very own Max Allan Collins, a celebrated figure in the world of film noir and a best-selling author, producer, and director. Max is renowned for his work on the Academy Award-winning film adaptation of his graphic novel, “Road to Perdition.” He has been recognized by the Mystery Writers of America as a Grand Master and has received an impressive twenty-three “Shamus” nominations from the Private Eye Writers of America, with notable wins for his Nathan Heller thrillers.

Max’s extensive body of work includes not only his acclaimed novels but also contributions to comics, film criticism, and several successful screenplays, including the Lifetime film “Mommy” and the HBO World Premiere “The Expert.” His creativity also extends to the world of documentaries, with “Mike Hammer’s Mickey Spillane” featured in the Criterion Collection.

Joining Max at this year’s festival is his wife, Barbara Collins, an esteemed short story writer and production manager for various independent film projects. Together, they have co-authored bestselling novels that showcase their unique storytelling abilities.

The Star City Film Festival aims to create a platform for filmmakers and audiences alike to connect, inspire, and celebrate the art of cinema. Attendees can look forward to a lineup of films that highlight emerging talent, as well as discussions that delve into the creative process behind the stories told on screen.

Join us in Waukon for a celebration of film, creativity, and community for all the activities including a live street dance and outdoor music with “Corn Days” happening at the same time!

For more information about the festival, ticketing, and programming details, please visit www.sacrednoisesociety.org

Dr. Katie O’Regan interviewed me, and I think it’s one of the better ones I’ve given in a while.

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Here is an expanded version of my San Diego Comic-Con appearances, now including signings.

San Diego Comic-con 2025 Schedule

Thursday, July 24:
11am panel “Leave Them in Suspense” 23ABC (Mysterious Galaxy)
12:30pm signing AA09

Friday, July 25:
4pm “Spotlight on MAC” 28DE (Robert Meyer Burnett)
5:30pm signing AA23

Saturday, July 26:
10am signing booth 2001 (new Johnny Dynamite book)

Sunday, July 27:
11:00 panel (Titan with Andrew Sumner) 32AB

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Apparently because Hard Case Crime has released a new trade paperback of The Last Quarry (previously only available in traditional mass-market paperback), a few reviews for that 2006 novel, which ignited a new run of Quarry novels, have begun to pop up. I’ll be starting the next soon (actually, noodled some on it this morning).

Here’s one of these reviews.

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Here’s where you can stream the late great Michael Cornelison in Eliot Ness: An Untouchable Life.

As I’ve been interviewed about returning to indie filmmaking late in life after a twenty year hiatus, it’s occurred to me that this loss of Mike was the reason. Mike was involved in every one of my productions – he acted in Mommy, Mommy’s Day, Real Time: Siege at Lucas Street Market, and Eliot Ness: An Untouchable Life, plus narrated both Mike Hammer’s Mickey Spillane and Caveman: V.T. Hamlin and Alley Oop.

And my impulsive move back to filmmaking was deciding to film our radio-style play, Mickey Spillane’s Encore for Murder. It was originally produced as an audio-only production starring Stacy Keach as Mike Hammer…and Michael Cornelison as Pat Chambers.

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Please check back in with me next week before Barb and I leave for the San Diego con on Wednesday. The update after that will likely be photos from the con, particularly of my panels with my pals Rob Burnett and Andrew Sumner.

M.A.C.

Capitol Crime, The Dark City & San Diego Comic Con Schedule

Tuesday, July 1st, 2025

Here’s a trailer for Cap City aka Mickey Spillane’s Cap City.

This movie is something director David Wexler and I have been working on for some time. The idea was always for me to adapt the Spillane/Collins novella, A Bullet for Satisfaction, into a film. The novella shared space with The Last Stand in the Hard Case Crime-published book of that title.

The script went through various iterations. Originally, as in the novella, the lead character, a tough detective in a corrupt town, was male. For various reasons, it was decided I’d rewrite it for a female lead, a la Ms. Tree.

The projected budget was in the very low millions, and we came close to getting it financed. But it never quite came together, and finally David was ready to move on; but I suggested I rewrite it to mostly play on one set, a technique I had used on Blue Christmas. This excited the director, my envisioning a way to go from low-budget to micro-budget and still get the story told.

So I rewrote the script accordingly.

Ironically, David wound up shooting Cap City during the same two-week period that I shot Death By Fruitcake – two movies of mine shooting simultaneously! I had to turn down a trip to the east coast to be on set for Cap City because I was busy.

I’m very pleased with the finished result of Cap City (and Fruitcake of course). David is preparing to take it out to festivals, and I may be screening it in the Quad Cities in August as part of the non-competitive festival, Alternating Currents. That looks likely but not a sure thing just yet.

More to come on that front soon.

In the meantime, here is David’s biography:

David Wexler is President of Cinema 59 Productions. He is a writer/director based in New York City. Prior to his feature films (EVIL WEED, THE STAND UP, ANCHORS, TURTLE ISLAND, LAST SUPPER, VIGILANTE), David focused on television, creating and producing the critically acclaimed reality show “College Life” for MTV.

Wexler’s film, Motorcycle Drive By, about Third Eye Blind, was an official selection of the 2020 Tribeca Film Festival. Most recently, his film Disintegration Loops was an official selection of the 2021 SXSW Film Festival.

Cinema 59 often works with Creative Diversions (a Toy/Game company) to create 360 degree entertainment.

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Executive Order and Fate of the Union will be promoted via Amazon’s Monthly Deals, starting 7/1/2025 and running through 7/31/2025, each will be offered at 2.99 USD during the promotion period. (This is e-book only.)

These are book two and book one of the Reeder and Rogers Trilogy. Supreme Justice is not part of this offer, but it’s available here.

The trilogy by Matt Clemens and me has proven unfortunately prescient, particularly Supreme Justice, which has gone on to be one of my bestselling titles, just behind Road to Perdition and Saving Private Ryan.

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Cleveland Magazine has put out a “read local” booklist and the first of my Eliot Ness novels, The Dark City, is on it. I might have preferred Butcher’s Dozen, but a recommendation is a recommendation.

Here is where you can get The Dark City.

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For those of you who asked where my movie Mommy could be streamed, the link is here.

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Finally, here is the schedule for my panels at the San Diego Comic Con.

SAN DIEGO COMIC CON PANELS 2025
THURSDAY
“Leave Them in Suspense”
11:00 AM — 12:00 PM
Room 23ABC
Panel will include Ted Van Alst, Jr., Max Allan Collins, Arvind Ethan David, Shane Hawk, Holly Jackson, and Catriona Ward. This panel will be moderated by Mysterious Galaxy.

FRIDAY
“Spotlight on Max Allan Collins”
4:00 – 5:00
Room 28DE
Robert Meyer Burnett (Robservations) interviews Max Allan Collins (Road to Perdition) on a career ranging from Dick Tracy and Ms. Tree to the current all-star immersive ten-chapter audio drama, True Noir: The Assassination of Anton Cermak, based on Collins’ Nathan Heller series.

SUNDAY
“Max Allan Collins: A Titan at Hard Case Crime: From Ms. Tree to Nolan to Heller to Spade & Hammer!”
11:00AM – 12:00PM,
Room: 32AB
Andrew Sumner interviews Max Allan Collins on the author’s work at Titan Books and sister company Hard Case Crime.

M.A.C.

Eliot Ness, Quarry, Writing Series Characters and More

Tuesday, May 21st, 2024

My YouTube appearances with Heath Holland at his Cereal at Midnight continue, with what I think is the best so far: a discussion of Eliot Ness on screen, kicked off by the current Blu-ray edition of The Scarface Mob from Eureka.

Also on the YouTube front, Robert Meyer Burnett, on his Robservations and Let’s Get Physical Media, continues to provide updates on his audio “movie for the ears” adaptation of my novel True Detective. It’s called True Noir: The Casebooks of Nathan Heller, and I am writing the scripts myself. I have delivered the first seven of ten of what will be a fully immersive audio presentation directed by Rob, with an incredible Hollywood cast, and will run at least five hours.

Todd Stashwick of Picard and Twelve Monkeys (and much else) makes a terrific Nate Heller. If this project resonates with the public, look for three more Heller novels to become movies for the mind, all adapted by Heller’s creator himself.

You know – me.

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Paperback Warrior posted the cover of the upcoming (it’s a fall release from Hard Case Crime) Quarry’s Return. That was a post on X, which I guess is what they’re calling Twitter now. It’s from Elon Musk, who named a ship after Ms. Tree, then didn’t follow up on his people asking to license the name from Terry Beatty and me. Somehow I’m reminded of the penny-pinching kazillionaires in classic Li’l Abner by Al Capp.

Quarry's Return

But since this cover image is floating around out there, I thought I should share it, though we’re a few months away from the novel’s release. I didn’t expect to be writing another novel about Quarry in his (ahem) later years; but sequels have a way of worming into my brain as if I were a Presidential candidate and then percolating there (that’s what we writer folks call a mixed metaphor).

Now I have a notion for yet another “old Quarry” story that is wormily percolating, and we’ll see. I had thought that The Last Quarry would be the last Quarry; but then a whole slew (past tense of “slay”) of ‘em followed, filling in the blanks of his life and varied career. Then came Quarry’s Blood, which was really designed to be the last, only when it was warmly received for a book about a cold-blooded killer, I changed my mind (again). And now here’s Quarry’s Return, with Quarry again a geriatric retired hitman kicking younger ass.

It isn’t that I was planning to retire the character. I figured I might do the occasional younger Quarry novel while I am still above ground. I am never anxious to retire a character completely, in my imagination anyway. It wasn’t hard at all to bring Nolan and Jon back in Skim Deep something like forty years later. I knocked on their door and they promptly answered, not much the worse for wear.

I think the reason why I’ve stayed with my series characters is that good ones don’t come along that often. The only one I’ve really consciously retired is Mallory, because there really isn’t a premise there to generate more novels, and anyway he’s essentially me and that bores my ass off.

But I will never understand mystery and suspense writers who do a new character each and every time. Most of these scribes, well, many of them are simply hanging a new name on the old character. Also, I am too aware of how unsuccessful some incredible writers have been, trying to create a second series character. You may have noticed, if you’ve been paying very close attention, that I like Mickey Spillane – the man and his writing. But what’s your favorite Spillane series character after Mike Hammer? And Velda and Pat Chambers don’t count. (Velda could carry a novel, and some would say she carried a whole comic book series under a separate name. Hint: Ms. Tree. But can you imagine the sheer snooze factor of a Pat Chambers novel?)

So with apologies to you Tiger Mann fans, Mike Hammer can’t be created twice. Edgar Rice Burroughs came close by writing John Carter of Mars, but that character was no Tarzan (and Carson of Venus wasn’t even Carter). Going back to Mickey, his second greatest series protagonist was Morgan the Raider (The Delta Factor); but I had to finish the only other book that character generated (The Consummata) from a few chapters in Mickey’s files.

Barb, a while back (in the throes of writing an Antiques novel and enduring the suffering that process creates in my talented wife), started talking about ending that series, fed up with the difficulties of generating more stories about Vivian and Brandy Borne. I insisted that she stick with it (not that my insistence carried any particular weight) because the Borne girls are fabulous fictional creations, in my unhumble opinion. They live and breathe on the page, and act of their own volition, as all great series characters do.

Here’s the thing: Rex Stout was a genius. His Nero Wolfe books are among the most readable and re-readable novels of any kind ever written. No other two fictional characters live and breathe like Wolfe and Archie. They are as good as fiction gets in the world of the creation of mystery genre recurring characters. Holmes and Watson never breathed as fully, and before Nero and Archie, they were the top.

And yet Rex Stout’s publisher kept after him to create another series. And of course he was a smashing success with his other incredibly famous character, Tecumseh Fox. Right? Right? Okay, how about Alphabet Hicks? There’s a banger of a character! Or how about giving Inspector Cramer a mystery of his own? Or that famous female PI, Dol Bonner?

Nope. One of the few true geniuses of mystery fiction, Rex Stout, stunk up the place with these more contrived creations. So I’m of the opinion that when a mystery writer stumbles upon a character that resonates with the public, said mystery writer should give the public what they want.

Are there dangers? Yes, artistic ones. For example, what if I’d been hugely successful right out of the gate with Nolan, who was after all an homage to Don Westlake’s Parker (“homage,” as we all know, is French for “rip-off”). I might still be writing nothing but Nolan books. I’d have written, say, 40 or 50 Nolan and Jon novels…selling millions…and writing nothing else.

Writers do need to flex their talents. That’s why Robert B. Parker wrote westerns on the side and did his own unsuccessful Dol Bonner-type female private eye novel. So it’s risky, sticking with one series. I do think, with the Antiques books, you have two interacting characters – like Archie and Wolfe – who provide a kind of engine for the story beyond the plot machinations.

Mickey wrote about Mike Hammer throughout his sporadic career. Early on he came to feel he’d characterized Hammer so fully, there wasn’t anything else to say. He compensated by writing Tiger Mann and some standalones, though he drifted back to what was essentially the same protagonist under various names. What kept him artistically sane (not a word used much in relation to Mike Hammer, I grant you) was his decision to make Hammer always reflect where he, Mickey Spillane, was in his life. He allowed Hammer to grow somewhat older (not realistically so, but older) and to allow this indomitable character to have frailties – Hammer went on a seven-year drunk; he was, in several novels (including some I completed) recovering from wounds or otherwise physically impaired. This reflected Spillane’s own advancing years, and the on-and-off nature of his writing career.

Look, every mystery writer – every writer – has to do this his or her own way. I am only suggesting that for me it’s been an interesting, rewarding ride, following my characters through their advancing years (and mine). That was true of Nate Heller in the current Too Many Bullets. It was true of Nolan and Jon in Skim Deep. And Quarry in Quarry’s Blood and Quarry’s Return. And if I ever return to Ms. Tree, you can bet your ass she’ll be in menopause.

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Speaking of Ms. Tree, Terry and I are working on the sixth and final Titan volume of the collected Ms. Tree, which gathers almost everything he and I did with the character and her supporting cast (no The P.I.s, though). She had an impressive dozen-year comics run (1981 – 1993) and represents one of the most gratifying collaborations I’ve ever enjoyed. Terry Beatty and I, I am glad to say, will always be thought of by many comics fans as a team.

Right now Terry is working on helping put together (much as he has on the Titan volumes of collected Ms. Tree) our Dark Horse Johnny Dynamite graphic novel, Underworld, in an improved publication that will happen later this year.

It’s an enduring frustration to me that we both worked on Batman but never together. And that we both did syndicated comic strips (Dick Tracy and Rex Morgan respectively), but not as a team. He’s still doing Rex Morgan, but he doesn’t need me – he writes it himself. I like to think he had a good teacher.

As for Dick Tracy, the VCI Blu-ray collection of the four RKO Tracy feature films – with two new commentaries by me and lots of bonus features – will be out in early August.

Getting back to Ms. Tree, here’s Comic Book Treasury’s best crime comics write-up (it invokes Road to Perdition, but lists Ms. Tree).

And speaking of Collins/Beatty, here’s a look at Wild Dog at Tvtropes. It says: “The series was writted by Max Allan Collins with art by Terry Beatty.” I don’t know who “writted” this otherwise nice piece.

M.A.C.

Quarry’s Return, Rodriguez, Barry Newman & William Friedkin

Tuesday, August 22nd, 2023

I have completed Quarry’s Return and shipped it to my editor Charles Ardai of Hard Case Crime and to my longtime agent, Dominick Abel. This included a long day of re-reading the 60,000-word manuscript and another day of entering my tweaks and corrections, assembling the chapter files into one big file, and doing a conversion from Word Perfect to Word, followed by a page-by-page check for glitches (and there were some).

This was something of a test case for me, as I have (as regular readers of this update/blog know) been dealing with health issues. My wife Barb has been encouraging me to slow down the writing process, and I have to a degree, but my approach is dependent to some degree on momentum, so I like to get a book done in as short a time as possible because I believe the narrative drive benefits.

This is the second novel I’ve written this year. The Mike Hammer novel, Dig Two Graves, was written starting in February and March. It’s a fairly short book, about 50,000 words, and I wrote it in three weeks, which impressed and sort of irritated Barb, who spends six months on her Antiques drafts before handing one over to me.

Between the two books I’ve written several book proposals, a short story with Matt Clemens (just sold to Ellery Queen Mystery Magazine!), and revised a couple of screenplays. Also, we completed the expansion of the Mike Hammer’s Mickey Spillane documentary and the edit on Mickey Spillane’s Encore for Murder, both with VCI releases yet this year.

The month I spent on Quarry’s Return included my hospital visit for a heart procedure, followed by a complication from which I am still recuperating (but doing very well). I only lost about three writing days due to the procedure – writing seems to be something I can do and feel “normal” doing, even when I’m under the weather.

Quarry’s Return is a coda to a coda, the latter being Quarry’s Blood. I did not expect to be writing about the older Quarry again (the Quarry who is about my age), but that’s the story that occurred to me and that my editor liked the sound of. What transpired was a novel that took Quarry back to Port City, Iowa – the site of his first recorded adventure, Quarry AKA The Broker (1976) – which plays into the title and to the coda of coda notion.

Will there be more Quarry? As long as there is more of me, probably…though any subsequent Quarry novel will likely be set in the past, as the other HCC Quarry books have been.

Quarry’s Return feels like a good one, but until I hear from Charles and Dominick, I won’t know for sure. Turning a novel in can be followed by requested rewrites in some cases. To me, it’s a nice combo of the Richard Stark-inspired crime novel side of the series and the Mickey Spillane-inspired private eye aspect of the series…in addition to being a hitman (various varieties of which depend on where a story falls in the timeline), Quarry often acts as a sort of P.I. That’s even got him occasionally nominated for a Shamus award from the Private Eye Writers of America.

The novel also has my trademark combination of human sentiment and inhuman behavior that no doubt confuses some, and keeps me off some readers’ preferred reading list.

I don’t recall when it’s scheduled to come out. Probably 2024. I’ll let you know here.

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I have several meetings this week as we move into serious pre-production on my micro-budget movie, Blue Christmas. We suffered a blow when (apparently) we did not receive any Greenlight grant money. That parenthetical “apparently” reflects the failure of the program to come even close to when they were supposed to reveal the results of the competition, which they haven’t officially yet.

This blow puts us further into the micro budget area, and decisions have to be made, and will be made shortly. But unless my health intrudes, I intend to will this sucker into existence. I have great help from my collaborators Phil Dingeldein, Liz Toal and Chad Bishop.

I want to spend at least part of the next few years returning to film projects – sort of my last chance to do so.

Phil and Liz and I, and my Hollywood “guy” Ken Levin, are working hard to get my horror film Reincarnal made. Some of you have read the novella it’s based on, the title story in a Wolfpack collection of mine (Amazon link). [And in the soon-to-be-released Max Allan Collins Collection Volume Four: Dark Suspense (Amazon link) – Nate]

I am in early stages of working with Phil, Mike Bawden and the great Robert Meyer Burnett to create a Heller podcast series that would, we hope, seed the clouds for a Nathan Heller movie or TV series. A long ago project that I was working on for (and with) the late Miguel Ferrer – a film based on my novella Dying in the Post-war World – is in the mix.

We still have an eye on getting Road to Purgatory produced. I have the rights back on my screenplay from my novel, the direct sequel to Road to Perdition.

Other things whirling in the currently strike-stalled land of the wooded holly: the recently announced Mike Hammer feature film from Skydance; a Nolan movie from Lionsgate; and an Eliot Ness in Cleveland mini-series from CBS Films.

Sounds glittering and great, huh?

If I were confident about the big-time stuff happening, would I be preparing to do a micro-budget Christmas movie?

I ask you.

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Among the bad things about writing a weekly update like this at my age is how many people I admire do us the disservice of dying.

But two of my favorites have passed and I must comment.

Rodriguez is a musical artist I discovered recently, thanks to my guitarist in Crusin’, Bill Anson, turning me onto him. I’d had the documentary Searching for Sugarman (2012) on my DVD shelf for some time – my agent gave it to me for Christmas years ago – but had not gotten around to watching it. I finally did, and if you haven’t seen it, you need to.

The basic story is simple if incredible. A talented singer/songwriter out of Detroit, Rodriguez made two wonderful albums (Cold Fact, 1970, and Coming from Reality, 1971) that were mostly overlooked by critics and completely overlooked by the public. He returned to a life divided between playing in small venues and doing day labor, taking great pride in the latter. He essentially fell off the national grid, and legends grew up about him dying on stage, sometimes committing suicide at the end of his set. He became huge in South Africa and popular in Australia, as well, and continued to be unknown here until the documentary came out in 2012.

Some of you know that I am not a fan of Bob Dylan the vocalist, though I like much of his songwriting. His nasal off-key singing is fingernails-on-the-blackboard stuff to me, though I find it interesting that both Tom Petty and John Lennon used him as a vocal role model, but did so by restoring the concept of singing in key.

Rodriguez is often compared to Dylan, but it’s a pretty shallow comparison. You can’t deny Dylan was a prolific singer/songwriter, and his catalogue of compositions is staggeringly large and impressive. Rodriguez did two albums of beautiful melodies and poetic skill in a warm, eccentric vocal style that displayed a limited vocal range but is the perfect vehicle for emotional material delivered from a cool distance.

He’s great.

And he’s gone, at 81. After his discovery made him if not a household word but at least well-known among popular music buffs, new albums from him were limited to a couple of live performance CD’s. He copped to having continued his songwriting all those years, but no new album emerged. I am hopeful that there’s a vault somewhere at his regular label, Light in the Attic Records, that will bring more of his material to light.

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My friend Bob King edits the great Classics Images (published right here in Muscatine, Iowa), in which he covers all kinds of wonderful mainstream and obscure aspects of classic Hollywood. I always check the obituaries (like George Burns, I’m checking to see if I’m there) and now and then a shock comes to the system: Barry Newman has died at 92.

Barry Newman was – no, damnit, is – one of my favorite actors. He came out of the gate fast and was a popular leading man and unlikely action star in the 1970s. He top-billed the cult classic Vanishing Point (1971) as well as Fear Is the Key (1972), and The Salzburg Connection (1972). He later became a star of TV movies, headlining twenty films in the ‘80s. Later he turned up now and then in bigtime films like Daylight (for which I wrote the novelization), The Limey and Bowfinger. But largely he fell off the radar. I never understood that and still don’t.

He made his first splash in The Lawyer (1970), which was based on the Sam Sheppard murder case and evolved from an intended biopic of then famous attorney F. Lee Bailey. His charismatic performance as the title lawyer, Anthony Petrocelli, led to a TV movie (Night Games 1974)) as that character and the two-season, Emmy-nominated Petrocelli TV series (1974-1976). The showstopping aspect of The Lawyer was Newman’s outrageous courtroom performance topped by his summation to the jury, in which he presented an alternate version of the crime to interpret the facts that ultimately got his client sprung. This trademark jury summation followed Newman and the character into the series.

Much of Newman’s success in The Lawyer is due to the dynamic direction of Sidney J. Furie, who put Michael Caine on the map in The Ipcress File (1965). But Newman rose to the occasion.

The Lawyer Episode Guide Cover

I got in touch with him a few years ago, in part because I’d written an introductory piece about The Lawyer and Petrocelli for a Bear Manor Media book about the TV series. Mostly I wanted to get in touch with him because it was The Lawyer (more than The Fugitive) that made me want to do a Nathan Heller novel about the Sheppard case.

When I called him – this is typical Newman behavior – he answered in an old man voice and pretended to be his own grandfather. When he determined who I was, and that I was worth talking to, he became Barry Newman again and might have been thirty or thirty-five, judging by voice alone. We had several wonderful phone conversations and I sent him my Sheppard “Nathan Heller” novel, Do No Harm (2020). He is thanked and recognized in both the text of the novel and the afterword.

He was very complimentary about my essay about him and his work on The Lawyer, and was nice enough to say that my piece was his favorite thing in the Bear Manor Media Book, which you can buy here.

The TV series is available here.

Unfortunately The Lawyer is not available legally on physical media, other than in the wonderful but expensive Sidney J. Furie boxed set currently out of print (but you can find it on e-bay).

The Lawyer is available on Amazon Prime.

I intended to call Newman to congratulate him on the Blu-ray box with The Lawyer finally doing him and that film justice. But I hadn’t got around to it. I do know that he and director Furie were trying to put a movie together with Newman starring. This was just before Covid hit.

But somehow I find it reassuring that in his late eighties, Barry Newman was looking for the next project.

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I mentioned here that Robert Meyer Burnett’s enthusiasm for To Live and Die in L.A. (1985) had found me ordering a film that I’d despised in the theater on its first release.

I do occasionally discover a film I’d not enjoyed years ago turning out to strike me differently today. But I am more inclined to continue liking the films that I liked then. If you had asked me for a list of my favorite films, in 1985, I’d have said, Vertigo, Kiss Me Deadly, Gun Crazy, Chinatown and How To Succeed in Business Without Really Trying (can you spot the non-noir in that list?). I would have cited Alfred Hitchcock and Joseph Lewis as my favorite directors, and James Bond as my favorite film series. Hardly any change.

Revisiting To Live and Die in L.A. was a different ride. First off, its star – William Peterson – I have always liked, going back to Manhunter (1986) and Long Gone (1987); and I did (with Matt Clemens) my long run of CSI novels, comics and even video games with Peterson playing Gil Grissom not only on TV but in the theater of my mind. He even spoke my dialogue in the CSI video games.

What quickly became clear to me (I’d probably noticed this on first viewing, too) was that director William Friedkin was doing a West Coast variation on his very successful East Coast cop thriller, The French Connection. I’ve liked a lot of what Friedkin did, but I don’t think he ever topped The Exorcist and The French Connection.

His work generally strikes me as that of someone who is a great storyteller but not a great writer. He is at his best adapting a novel or play or non-fiction work. Left to his own devices, he can create a vivid movie filled with compelling scenes, and To Live and Die in L.A. certainly qualifies in that regard.

And it’s based on a book, but not a particularly good one. I don’t like to comment on other novelists’ stuff, so that’s all I’ll say.

But this narrative, as presented by Friedkin, has so many cliches, it’s no wonder it pissed me off in 1986. And, look, Friedkin was thinking about doing my True Detective and did this movie instead, which at the time undoubtedly pissed me off. Still, this is a movie that begins with the young lead character’s veteran cop partner having only three more days on the job, with only one dangerous gig ahead. This is a character who says the immortal line, “I’m getting too old for this shit.”

It’s also a cop movie where the naive, idealistic new partner eventually becomes the continuation of the corrupt veteran partner who has died in the line of duty. That this is an unbelievable character shift is in no way justified.

Many of the semi-improvised scenes work, a good number do not. It does have some interesting female characters and a car chase designed to out-do the famous one in French Connection. And it comes very close.

I now like this movie, with reservations. Like a beautiful pock-marked woman. SPOILER ALERT: …… killing the lead with fifteen minutes of the movie left was a bold move that irritated me then and makes me smile and nod now.

Incidentally, I accidentally ordered the Blu-ray, not the highly regarded 4K disc. They share the same transfer and special features and I thought it looked fantastic.

I should say that the fuss over 4K may be at least partially dependent on the size of your TV. I have three TVs – a 55″ flat screen in the living room (with a shallow viewing distance between my recliner and the screen), a 45″ TV in my office, and a 19″ tube TV also in my office, for viewing laser discs. The 55″ is from a brief period where you could find monitors that could present both 3-D and 4K. My 45″ is 3-D but not 4K.

Why do I mention this? Because some people say that you need 65″ or larger to appreciate the difference between Blu-ray and 4K. This isn’t entirely true, but there’s something to it. The Blu-ray of To Live and Die in L.A., which I almost sent back unopened to exchange against the 4K, really does look excellent on my 55″ screen.

And for me having the ability to screen 3-D is a must. I have too deep a 3-D library to feel otherwise.

I am also not as attuned (shall we say) to sound. I have a sound bar with a sub woofer and to me everything sounds great. Terms like Dolby Atmos and DTS and 7.1 are outside my area of interest and expertise. For one thing, the reality of my life is that once Barb goes to bed (at 10 pm) I can’t watch anything loud, anyway. I usually watch with subtitles, and still get scolded by the angry woman who storms out, my charming understanding bride having been somehow absconded and replaced by this unforgiving one.

It’s not unlike my situation where my collector gene comes in conflict with my realization that at my age, I have better ways to spend my time and money than upgrading everything from Blu-ray to 4K, and spending big bucks on collector sets with lobby cards and booklets and do-dads that I’ll look at once, smile, and stow away.

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Here’s an article about filmmaking in the Quad Cities, covering a gathering at Phil Dingeldein’s dphilms stuido.

M.A.C.