39. The Tower by Richard Martin Stern

I have a vague memory of somebody on Bluesky recommending this book.  I went through a 70s disaster movie phase in my 30s so thought this might be worth checking out.  It also falls into my sub-sub-niche of post-WWII business man drama novels.  Even though the main story is supposed to be the burning building, much of the plot (and more of the pages) is actually about the men who built the tower, all their internal and external conflicts and the investigation unravelling of the person responsible for the fire.

In the book, the building is called "The World Tower" and it is downtown a block or so from the World Trade Center but towers over them by 40 stories.  This is one of those books, not unlike the movie, with almost a dozen significant characters and a few more recurring side characters.  On the day of the official ceremonial opening of The Tower, we follow the architect, the secondary architect, his wife, the owner, his daughter and son-in-law, the crazed loner who sneaks into the building with a bomb, the two cops standing guard (explicitly and repeatedly Black and Irish, who constantly mention race but are friends), the governor of the state, the mayor, an old-school senator and a young rabble-rousing senator.  Later, we also get two different people from the fire department and the coast guard each as well as a young woman who seems to have no real role in life other than to be invited to the opening ceremony and fall in love with the governor who is twice her age.

The book is a real hodge-podge of 70s themes.  Everybody is depressed and cynical, especially about politics.  There is a huge gulf between the older politicians who fought in wars and the younger generation who just wants to tear everything down or something.  Likewise, anybody who is educated and part of the east coast establishment is suspect while hard-working folk from the Midwest who love the open land and a stream full of trout are the heroes.  Of course, the city itself and people jamming themselves together in big, dying cities is portrayed as some terrible aberration.

If you can't already tell, there is a ton of white male moralistic blathering pretending to be deep philosophy.  It's too bad there is so much of it.  I am always down for a little bit of demonstration of true character and hard, experienced men in books teaching us how to man properly.  But here there is just way too much of it. The portrayal of the governor in particular is just ridiculous.  He ends up meeting and falling in love with a young woman at the party while trapped on the top floor and they have the most painful conversations, with him dropping all this 60s establishment man-talk and she just oohs and ahhs about what an important and real man he is.  It's not quite as weird as John D. MacDonald at his worst, but there is way more of it proportionally and it is very hard to actually parse any meaning out of it beyond strong man with power is sexually attractive and sensible woman should follow.

It's too bad, because interspersed between all this 70s older white male pandering bullshit is actually a really good disaster adventure.  The portrayal of the details of the fire is excellent and terrifying.  The action scenes are really good.  I was genuinely thrilled at the set piece finale.  It's just that all this good stuff takes up about maybe 30% of the book at most.  I was reading it and at times groaning out loud and really questioning why I was taking up my summer with this book and then at other times quite psyched.  It was a real up and down and read.

I think one of the big issues, beyond the author needing to think he was John Updike, is the plot.  Ostensibly, the main story is that this big, complex new building catches fire on the day of its opening celebration, trapping a hundred or so dignataries on its top, 150th floor.  All of its elaborate safety features fail in a complex combination of bad luck and human error.  This is a great premise.  Unfortunately, nobody does anything smart until its too late.  The emergency exit doors are blocked, the elevators stop working.  There is nothing they can do but wait.  So we spend the entire book with the people trapped on the top floor who can't do anything but talk.  The only adventure we get until the end is the various firemen who try to make the stairs to the top floor.  

The real plot for most of the book is a set of change work orders signed by the second-in-command architect (he is the main protagonist, the simple but brilliant midwestern guy who is married to the perfect yet morally empty patrician east coast woman who went to all the right schools, etc.) that cut costs on a bunch of safety features.  These show up in the first few pages and we spend the first half of the book following the investigation to find out who was responsible for them (turns out to be the boss's son-in-law who is an Ivy League scumbag) and then the second half chasing him down to prevent him from destroying the evidence.  It's actually not bad as we get to see some of the inside operations and meet a range of interesting tri-state area characters.  It's just that with the investigation storyline and the repetitive, mid-reactionary philosophizing we barely get any time with the fire and people escaping it.  Just feels like a lost opportunity and one in which if I remember correctly, the movie actually uses much more by splitting people up and having them try and escape in various ways (though the movie is fairly low down in my 70s disaster hierarchy as well).

This problem really hits its climax at the final escape section, where people are getting taken over via cable to the World Trade Center one at a time.  They have all the women go first and draw lots.  As the fire approaches, panic starts to set in among the remaining men (understandable, I guess).  What gets really ridiculous is when the I guess left-leaning congressman who has already been portrayed as you and idealistic goes full-on wimpy protestor by whipping up the people trapped in the tower to what just sort of freak out over the situation and blame the governor? They want answers!  They want blame!  Well damnit, the governor will have to show them how a real man acts.  And of course the young congressman who never worked a real day in his life backs down to the aggressive alpha-male who worked his way up by his bootstraps.  It's just so badly done on so many levels.

This book could only have been written by an American, but it should have been written by a Brit.

38. There's a Hippie on the Highway by James Hadley Chase

JHC delivers once again!  He was so prolific and quite easy to find at used bookstores, that I tend to not buy them when I see them.  I still I believe have two more of his on my on-deck shelf.  So demand is very low, but I could not resist this book with its title and incredible cover photo. I am pleased to report that both the title and the image happen in the book.

The title, though, is more of a framing device.  Harry Mitchell is a Vietnam vet hitching his way down Florida looking for summer work and some "sea and sun".  He gets picked up by a trucker who warns him about the hippies on the road, stoned youth who will ruthlessly set upon anybody who stops. I guess Chase wanted to do something set in Florida (perhaps keying into John D. MacDonald's popularity?) but this feels more like Mad Max.  Mitchell stops at an Italian roadside restaurant run by a really nice old Italian guy and his plump daughter and there confronts a gang of these hippies who chase another traveller inside.  Mitchell busts them up and their pursuer, Randy, tells Mitchell he is heading to a restaurant/ beach resort where he could get him a job as a lifeguard.

See already, I'm trying to write a summary of the plot, but JHC always has so much going on right from the get-go that it's hard to know which details to exclude.  Even before they get to the restaurant, they get picked up by a woman towing a "caravan" (another word that we don't say in North America; JHC is always good for a few of these) who then leaves them with a dead body (this is where the cover image comes from; his wig comes off when they bury him).  I'm already giving away spoilers.  I'll stop there and just say it gets even more interesting at the restaurant.

Among the cast of characters is an over-ambitious cop, the weirdly aggressive and ex-peterman (safe cracker) owner of the restaurant, his over-sexed daughter, the murdered man and his two associates both rough-edged women.  As always with JHC there is a lot of story.  The intricacies of the crime and its fallout are well thought out and coherent.  The characters are colourful and just slightly unreal, but not in a way that lessens the entertainment.

There are two layers of racism in the book.  On one level, the Black characters are portrayed stereotypically (although more for the 50s than the late 60s) and this is racist enough (like more than once, Joe the always friendly bartender goggles his eyes).  There is a second, worse level where the racism feels off and I think it's again because Chase has no actual experience with actual American Black people.  So you sense not only did he copy an ugly stereotype, he also sort of amped it up and made a point to emphasize it.

I am guessing this was perhaps also to reinforce the overall reactionary politics of the intro and outro (where the evil hippies return brutally).  Chase thought that certain Americans would want to read about the hippie scourge and the triumph of a hardworking vet and a little background racism fits right in.

So not without flaws, this book is nevertheless overall entertaining and well put together.

37. The Good Mothers: The True Story of the Women Who Took on the World's Most Powerful Mafia by Alex Perry

I can't remember where I became interested in this book.  It has been on my short non-fiction hunting list for years until I found it for $8 at Encore Books and Records. It is the journalistic account of three women who testified in the 2000's against the 'Ndrangheta Mafia who dominated Calabria (the toe of Italy) and controlled significant portions of international crime in drug smuggling, prostitution, extortion etc.  It is an astounding story worthy of a book like this.  The Ndrangheta at least according to this book, have such a vast criminal empire that it impacts major world financial markets.  The women who testified against them were incredibly courageous (two were brutally murdered) and whose actions triggered a significant culture change in Italy that then dealt a weakening blow to the Mafia.

The thing with these journalistic books, though, is that ultimately I just want the facts.  Because it's not an academic history, the writer has to make it into a "story."  For myself, these two demands make an end result that is not entirely satisfactory either for the facts or the story.  Perry's thesis is that women were ignored by the Mafia and the prosecutors going after them because of traditional Italian machismo and by finally paying attention to them, they were able to break the crime families.  These powerful and brutal families, rooted in the gangster history of poverty-stricken southern Italy, were not able to get past their misogynist culture and this is what undid them.  He does a good job arguing this thesis.  It's the narrative that I found a bit forced, as he hopes between the three women's stories (which were all connected but not that closely).  I was impatient to just find out what happened.  This isn't really a critique of the book, just that as I was reading it, I remember why these kinds of popular non-fiction books are not really my jam.

What this book did really help me with was understanding better the political geography of Italy and the Mafia.  I had heard of Calabria but didn't really get the deal with it.  I'm no expert but this book had excellent maps and Perry does a good job of giving an overview sense of the geography and culture of the region.  He glosses over it with a couple of sentences, but I also can understand how poor brigand families in remote mountain areas who met with revolutionaries could have evolved into a more sophisticated level of crime.  What is missing is how they could all just become so brutal and murderous, even (especially) to their own families.  Are they just this backward?  I would be interested in a more nuanced treatment of the culture of the region.  Still, humans.  We can be as shitty as possible.

The other thing that I still don't understand is how these local thugs who dominate a region can also be controlling major finance and law firms with international scope.  I guess this is the plot of the The Firm and it must be happening, but I'd like a clearer explanation with examples of where an archaic, country family can also be able to make decisions for billion-dollar firms.  How does that work?

36. System Collapse (Murderbot Diaries #7) by Martha Wells

Murderbot Diaries complete!  What a lot of fun.  As advertised, all the way to the end.  I was half-joking about my previous complaints that Fugitive Telemetry and System Collapse were put together in the same book when Network Effect takes place between them, but it really is quite egregious.  System Collapse is more than just a follow-up to Network Effect. It's basically the second half of the story.  System Collapse is entirely dependent on Major plotlines and characters are all established in Network Effect.  It would be quite confusing and spoilery to read it first.  The publishers should at least have put a disclaimer between the two books.  

Network Effect is about rescuing ART's crew and figuring out the mystery of the Lost Colony.  Now that we know what is going on.  And there is a lot going on with factions of colonists, two layers of semi-failed terraforming/colonization, the evil corporation coming and trying to turn the colonists into indentured servants while the good people of ART's university crew (actually more of an advocacy group that secretly rescues and supports lost colonies) and Murderbot's Preservation friends try to save them.

The final act gets a bit confusing and drawn out and was somewhat of an anti-climax.  There were so many moving parts and while it was emotionally satisfying and there was some decent action, I was hoping for something on a grander scale.  An epic battle between secunits riding those crazy alien-contaminated ag-bots for instance would have worked.  I'm nitpicking and as this is an episodic type series, going against my own values.  Still very entertaining.  I'm excited to learn that there is a new novella at work for 2026 and two short stories online that I will read next.

Some thoughts on the Murderbot TV series

I've watched the first 6 episodes and it's not quite doing it for me.  It looks great and most of the actors are excellent (and look correct as well).  I have two issues.  First, while Skarsgard is fine, I hate to be super work but I really have to question the casting.  One of the genius touches of the books is that Wells never identifies Murderbot's gender nor really their appearance.  I realized at some point in that I was vaguely imposing my own masculine default image in my mind, but Murderbot could be any skin colour, gender or body type even.  Like why not a thick, short butch lesbian look?  Skarsgard is about as generic white male as you can get.  It just anchors the show back to the 20th century.  He is an executive producer so maybe a lot of the money came from his work, so I can accept him wanting to star if so, just not an ideal choice.

I can live with the boring safe choice but what really irks me is the obviousness of the writing.  The books are far from subtle but Wells always delivers her various themes with a light touch.  Murderbot is always sardonically commenting on the naivete of humans outside the Corporation Rim, but they are all quite competent (again, for humans) and don't ever flip out unecessarily and screw shit up.  In the TV series, Dr. Mensah has to keep having panic attacks and they even wrote in an entirely new character who would betray them just so Murderbot could blow her head off in front of them all so we could get an entirely new level of freak-out and mistrust by the wimpy liberals.  Yes, they are humanists and soft-hearted, but they are all experienced researchers who come from a refugee colony and have seen some  shit.  I can just see some producer going "we need to punch this up!"  It's just so stupid and obvious and manipulative rather than good characters reacting with complexity to interesting situations (which is what the book delivers so well on).

This concept that progressives are soft and don't understand reality is a long-used propaganda narrative by the right and given that the entire thesis of the Murderbot Diaries is against corporatism and the need for authoritarian control (in the symbol of Murderbot's rejected governor module), it is depressing to see Hollywood once again internalizing it making it a fundamental aspect of the show.  That's your coastal elites for you, always bending the knee to money and the power behind it.

35. Network Effect (Murderbot Diaries #6) by Martha Wells

After a side route down classical literature, I jumped back into the Murderbot Diaries. My plan was to read them straight through, but then I got the publishing curve ball that Network Effect takes place chronologically between Fugitive Telemetry and System Collapse (which are both together in The Murderbot Diaries vol 3!).  So I had to scramble to find Network Effect, which I'd been planning to buy  later.  It wasn't available at any of the independent or chain bookstores in Montreal.  On a whim, I thought I'd check out the new genre bookstore that I had passed on St-Laurent when it was being renovated.  I was quite unsure of the concept yet hopeful.  Well it turned out that it was open and while no used books was definitely a real nerd genre bookstore, in both languages!  And not only did they have multiple copies of Network Effect but the guy at the counter had read and loved them all and we had a nice nerdy back and forth.  Beings, I present to you Joie de Livres.  Go and consume there.

I am happy to say that Network Effect continues all the great elements of the previous Murderbot books:  awesome sci-fi physical and computer action, hilarious techno-neurodivergent yet overly-emotional and sensitive Murderbot commentary on stupid humans (I love the "privacy blah blah blah" line), super cool space setting with evil corporations and mellow hippy planets thwarting them.  And all this goodness in full novel length!

This time, Murderbot is out with a scientific team from Preservation (including Amena, Dr. Mensah's adolescent daughter) when they get raided by a tougher yet weirdly more primitive transport ship that turns out to be ART, Murderbot's old transport bot/secretly super powerful research AI friend that has somehow been deleted and taken over by these weirdly grey humanoids.  Murderbot gets most of the crew off and seemingly saved except for Amena and the two of them get sucked into a wormhole that leads to an abandoned colony planet and a fun mystery.  This narrative has two main themes that keep you turning the pages:  Murderbot needing to save both him and ART's crew while dealing with a corporate that wants to claim the colony and figuring out the mystery of who these gray people are and how could they have taken over ART with some weird mold.

The climax is really cool as we get not only another SecUnit involved, but also a copy of Murderbot in software form only and the three of them work together with ART.  It's complex and fun and also allows Murderbot to get all in huff constantly because he can't deal with his emotions.  I'm turning into one of those fans who will be demanding more when I finish the last book.

34. The Odyssey by Homer (translation and forward by Daniel Mendelsohn)

Years, actually decades ago now, I drove solo from New York City to Golden, B.C.  in a 1993 Nissan pick-up.  I would have made record time if not for the shit birds at Canada Customs who blocked me at the border on a threat (I didn't have proof of insurance in Canada for the truck so the RCMP would pull me over as soon as I crossed the border; a total fucking lie by a power-tripping junior border guard in training but forced me to spend the night and get a fax of the paperwork).  A friend lent me the books on tape (on cassette) of the complete Odyssey for the trip.  I'm ashamed to say that I can't remember who did the reading nor the translation, though pretty sure it was the Lattimore.  I was a bit skeptical but the friend assured me it would be entertaining.  He was totally right, it kept me cruising for two of the three days on the road and had me screaming and pumping my fist in the air at the climax when Odysseus finally lets that second arrow fly.

So I was quite excited when I heard about this new translation, to the point where I once again went against my own rule and bought a new book while my on-deck shelf is full (been doing this a lot this year).  My plan was to take it on our summer trip to Vancouver, both to have as a beach read but also to get in on that Hot Guys Reading Instagram trend. I carried and read it ostentatiously on the plane to absolutely zero effect or reaction.  None on the beach either.  Hey, I tried!

My experience was similar actually reading it.  The Odyssey is a narrative the keeps moving forward. It twists and turns at times and has stylistic repetitions and phrases that tend to keep the modern reader from fully falling into the story.  Despite that, you get caught up in it and it becomes very easy to read.  The primary emotional driver is much more the suitors storyline then Odysseus' actual journey (all the cool parts are actually told in flashback).  Those guys are the worst and the epic draws out there shittiness to the breaking point before you finally get the relief of revenge.  This really is the ur-text of revenge that dominates so much of masculine fiction.  Bad guys threaten my family/home but I can't get to them yet...  There are several side narratives that bolster your emotional connection:  Telemakos learning to stand up for himself, Odysseus' super-loyal swineherd, the faithful older maid who reveals the betraying slut maids (this one is quite rough, actually).  It really is an expertly crafted story that weaves all these elements together into an immensely rich and satisfying tapestry almost equal to something Athena would have crafted (of course, not equal to Athena's level, which is that of a God).

Strongly recommended.  I really do not have the knowledge of Greek mythology nor ancient Greek to comment on the translation but it worked for me!