The hard-boiled private detective was born on the pages of pulp magazines, amid beautiful dames, waiting to be saved.
Although the genre has acquired a trashy reputation, the language used to tie together the villains, heroic detectives and helpless “frails” (women) that characterize pulp fiction is worth relishing, Otto Penzler, a mystery publisher and owner of the Mysterious Bookshop in New York City, tells Renee Montagne.
“They just don’t write it like that any more,” says Penzler, who has compiled the best pulp crime stories of the ’20s and ’30s in The Black Lizard Big Book of Pulps.
Penzler credits a single man — Carroll John Daly — for creating the private eye as we know him.
Although Daly may not be a household name, he holds the most important place in pulp fiction history, according to Penzler.
“He created the hard-boiled private eye character,” he says. “And he followed that with writing more than one story about the same character, so he created the first series about a detective.”
The popularity of pulpwood magazines (so-called because they were made on cheap “pulpwood paper”) soared following World War I, reaching their peak in the 1920s and ’30s.
“I think it was really the beginning of a different kind of writing. The kind of writing in the world of literature that everyone had been familiar with was Henry James with long sentences, long paragraphs. And then Ernest Hemingway came along and Dashiell Hammett came along and they started to write short, quick, clipped sentences that didn’t require lots and lots of description. The pulps provided the perfect springboard for that literary tone”.
They resulted in sentences like:
“I didn’t like his face and I told him so.” (The Third Murderer by Daly, 1923)
“But over her provocative beauty, lay a hard sophistication as brightly polished as a new nickel.” (Stag Party by Charles G. Booth, 1933)
“On nights like that every booze party ends in a fight. Meek little wives feel the edge of the carving knife and study their husband’s neck. Anything can happen.” (Red Wind by Raymond Chandler, 1938)
The pulps painted an exciting black-and-white world where the villains were entirely bad and the heroes entirely brave, the men amazingly strong and the women utterly weak, Penzler says. And partly for this reason, for years they flew off the shelves into their predominately working-class male readers’ hands.
Original Article from NPR BOOKS REVIEW