Sunday, May 25, 2014
Hooch, by Bill Pronzini
I know I have said this before (and after you blog for a few years you suspect you have said everything before): the best endings are surprises that feel inevitable. You want the reader to say "I never saw it coming but that was the only way the story could end."
And that, my friends, ain't easy.
Pronzini's story is about some thugs smuggling booze in from Canada during Prohibition. Two of them are hardened criminals; the third one, Bennie, is a bright-eyed youngster who got everything he knows about crime from places like Black Mask Magazine. In fact, he tells his colleagues cheerfully, he's writing a novel about the rum-running business. All fictionalized of course.. Nothing for them to wrory about...
Well, you can see where this story is heading, can't you? But there is a twist along the way, one that made me say "that's the only way the story could end."