The Last Good Kiss by James Crumley: Reissued and Reviewed
The 1978 publication of The Last Good Kiss was a turning point not only in the career of its author James Crumley but also in the crime genre itself. I first read about the exploits of Crumley’s endearingly amoral private detective C.W. Sughrue about five years ago, and it was wonderful to revisit the character to review the novel for Shotsmag. Funnily enough, I was reading the novel around the same time I interviewed the novelist Craig McDonald, and he discussed at length the influence Crumley had on his writing. Here’s a snippet from my review:
Anyone who has ever attempted to write fiction will know how important– and agonisingly difficult—your opening line is to write. You can rewrite and rephrase the same sentence again and again in the elusive hope it will read well enough to grab the attention of agents and editors. James Crumley claimed the opening paragraph of The Last Good Kiss (1978) took him two months to write compared to the relatively short twelve months for the rest of the novel.
Like many a classic opening line, it seems as effortlessly pleasurable as the first whiskey of the evening, or at least that’s how Crumley might have put it:
When I finally caught up with Abraham Trahearne, he was drinking beer with an alcoholic bulldog named Fireball Roberts in a ramshackle joint just outside of Sonoma, California, drinking the heart right out a fine spring afternoon.
You can read the full review here.
My copy of The Last Good Kiss arrived with a much welcome gift. If only all review copies came with such goodies…