Ali
Karim is Assistant Editor at Shots eZine,
a contributing editor at January Magazine & The Rap Sheet
and writes for Crimespree Magazine,
Deadly Pleasures. He is an
associate member of The Crime Writers
Association [CWA], International
Thriller Writers [ITW] and the Private Eye Writers of America [PWA]. Karim
contributed to ‘Dissecting Hannibal
Lecter’ ed. Benjamin Szumskyj [McFarland Press] a critical examination of
the works of Thomas Harris; The
Greenwood Encyclopedia of British Crime Fiction [ed. Barry Forshaw] and the
Edgar and Anthony Award nominated ITW 100
Thriller Novels ed David Morrell and Hank Hagner [Oceanview Publishing]. In
2011 at the Anthony Awards held at Bouchercon St Louis, he was presented with
the 2011 David Thompson Memorial
Award for Special Services to the Crime and Thriller Genre.
Ali
Karim is also the programming chair for Bouchercon 2015 in
Raleigh, North Carolina, USA.
When Ayo
Onatade asked me to write about John
Connolly and Declan
Burke’s Books To Die For, she remarked
that she didn’t need to guess which featured
book and essay I would chose. She was right, despite the massive array of
masterful essays from some of our leading writers commenting on novels that appear
at the apex of the genre, there
will always be one book, and one writer that I would die for.
Firstly, I
have to admit my love and hatred of books like this, having
contributed to them myself. The love of these peer reviews /
appreciations comes from my own reading compulsion, and reading extensively
allowing me to learn about life and the “world / reality” I see before me
through the eyes of others. The hate comes from my knowledge that I am far from
as ‘well-read’, as I consider myself, though this is tempered by using tomes
such as this, in seeking out books and writers that I have overlooked, or
perhaps cajoling me to re-read a particular work due to someone else noticing
something or aspects writing, that I had missed. Much of this comes from my
understanding of the aging process in a reader. Some books that knocked ‘me for
six’, when I was a teenager, when I re-sampled them later in middle age, have
not stood the test of time. Others however appear much more complex than my
teenage mind understood at the time I first cracked their spines. You see, the
books [per se] have not changed
[unless they are redux versions, like Stephen King
has done with ‘The Stand’ releasing
it a decade later with additional text that was edited out in the first
release]. Though what has changed is the reader [and his/her mind]. Age [and
life] alter ones thinking and cognition and therefore changes aspects of the
book, when re-read many years later with a more mature mind.
I have to
applaud the Irish writers Connolly and Burke for producing such an interesting
and hefty tome; an audacious idea soliciting erudite and passionate essays from
some of the worlds greatest writers about books that enthused them. For what is
life without passion and enthusiasm? And who best to select such milestones in
the crime and thriller genre than the writers who plough that dark road
themselves. The contributors are a “who’s who” of contemporary fiction, and to
list them all would be a feat itself, and proves what a herculean task Connolly
and Burke have achieved. Speaking in hyperbolic terms, the novel and essay that
Ayo Onatade guessed would be the one I would write about is of course Kathy
Reichs’ essay on Thomas
Harris’ The Silence of the Lambs.
Reichs’ essay
is filled with insights, that start with Harris’ precursor, the 1981 Red Dragon and Harris’ reoccupation with
the injustices of God, as viewed by Lecter and Harris’ own Southern Baptist
past. As a scientist, Reichs indicates the layered authenticity in the
narrative from Harris’ own journalistic background as a crime reporter, but
special mention is made on the characterization, how Harris carves the
protagonists and antagonists as if deploying the skills of a master sculptor.
Writing about such a well known work of the genre is a tricky assignment,
though Reichs’ excels at showing the importance of secondary characters such as
the Smithsonian entomologists Pilcher and Roden and how the scenes that flow
from the narrative owe more to Poe than Ludlum. She uses the term ‘unsettling’
in her examination of Harris’ novel and how this atmosphere bleeds into the
narrative, making the reader as edgy as one of Buffalo Bill’s victims.
Naturally mention of the examination of the relationship between Lecter and
Starling is shown as being pivotal to the proceedings. The critical point in
the examination of Harris’ Silence of the
Lambs rests in the opening from the editors “Harris maintains a low media profile and is reputed to find the
process of writing intensely difficult: he has published only five novels in
thirty-seven years”. This indicates that to produce something as definitive
as Silence of the Lambs is hard, hard
work, something that is shared with the novels dissected in this wonderful
book.
Kathy Reichs’
last line ‘His writing greatly influenced
mine’ shows the respect she has for this genre-shaping novel; a work that
is as unsettling as it is insightful. Reading it makes one feel what it is
like, to be that rabbit hypnotized and paralyzed by the headlights of that
oncoming car, the self same metaphor that Harris uses in the first chapter. The Silence of the Lambs is not a book
that you walk away from without your worldview being shaken, like a bullet
wound, when you close the covers, it remains inside you, reminding you what the
dark end of the street feels like.
Continuing the
hyperbolic theme, Books To Die For is
probably the most important work chronicling the novels and writers that make
the crime and thriller genre the most interesting part of fiction-publishing.
Any enthusiast who does not have this volume on their bookshelf is depriving
themselves of the most enlightening glimpse of what the vertigo-inducing heights
that crime and thriller fiction can scale. Reading it is like going back into a
time machine, as you get flooded with memories of ‘what and who you were’ when
you read some of these magnificent novels; because they scar your psyche.
Bravo Mr John Connolly
and Mr Declan Burke for producing such a treat, and one that will endure and one
that I hope to see in the non-fiction award nominations for 2012.
And Ayo, you
guessed right, it will always be The
Silence of the Lambs for this reader, as Thomas Harris has produced a
monster of a novel, and one that Kathy Reichs’ essay does justice to.
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