Walter Mosely. Michael Connelly. Add Marvin J. Wolf to that short list of masterful detective fiction writers. Here's hoping that his series of Rabbi Ben Maimon books is long and long-lived. This one is set in Los Angeles, where Wolf has been a crime fiction (and nonfiction) author for most of his life. He knows police procedural, forensic science, computer science, and Jewish theology -- all of which inform the book with delicious detail.
The little congregation of Beth Joseph in Burbank has more than a little problem. It seems someone anonymously deposited a couple of million bucks in one of their bank accounts. Is it a gift from God or a ploy by a scammer? They call on Rabbi Ben to sort things out oh-so discreetly, inviting him to journey from his home in Boston to pose as a visiting scholar. He's not fibbing, mind you, in that he is a Talmudic scholar and does happen to be visiting, but with full access to the shul's financial records and in close personal contact with its quirky board of directors, including some very influential megabucks ganser machers who have more secrets than closets in their palatial mansions.
Of course, the problem turns out to be not only the unexpected loot but also a whole nest of related and unrelated complications, and more than one grisly murder.
Wolf knows the form cold as a day-old corpse and gives us a thoroughly entertaining read straight through.
Only, dark as some aspects of this story are, I can't really characterize it as noir. After all, Rabbi Ben is watched over and cared for by the Master of the Universe, even though it will take all of this humble Jew's learning, wits, and martial arts chops to extricate himself and the temple faithful from this unholy mess.
[Cross-posted at Goodreads.com]
boy-chik Yiddish word for a young man with more chutzpah than brains. It's all about male-centered comic fiction, in the manner of P.G. Wodehouse, Peter De Vries (godfather of boychik) and more recent masters of the genre, Erik Tarloff (The Man Who Wrote the Book) and Peter Lefcourt (The Woody). Here's a place for commentary on this evolving form. You can buy Gerald's books from Amazon.com, bn.com, or your favorite bookseller in paper or ebook.
Monday, April 23, 2012
It Was Nevertheless a Colorful Event
During my two shifts in the IWOSC booth on Saturday, I chatted with a lot of folks, including Lance, who goes by only his first name. Lance at first glance looked like a homeless person who had wandered over accidentally from somewhere east of Figueroa. His clothes had a decidedly used look, and he was incredibly soft-spoken. So much so that I had to ask him to repeat several things he said. Come to find out, Lance is not an aspiring author but a fully published one. He gifted me a copy of his book Confessions of a College Football Rules Violator, which he said was about "sex, drugs, and rock n' roll." My kinda guy, and he autographed it. The book is a not-so-whimsical memoir about big-time cheating at a big-money NCAA campus. It's written in confessional, diary style. And it's a revelation. Find the purchase link below, and thanks, Lance, for seeing through my suspicious gaze and reminding me that the democratization of media is fully under way.
Friday, April 20, 2012
Let's Meet Up Saturday at LA Times Festival of Books
On the USC campus. Drop by Booth #76 Independent Writers of Southern California (IWOSC) this Saturday. I'll be working the booth from 10 - 12 and 4 - 6. http://events.latimes.com/festivalofbooks/
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