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El nombre del juego es muerte

Dan Marlowe

En el comienzo de El nombre del juegoes muerte, cuando arranca el motor del Oldsmobile, se pone en marcha también una historia que nunca se detiene, una carrera criminal despiadada. Roy Martin y el mudo Bunny roban un banco en Phoenix, Arizona. Logran llevarse una fortuna, pero algo no sale como habían planeado y tienen que separarse; malherido, Roy busca urgente un médico, y Bunny parte con el botín a un pueblo lejano de Florida: semanalmente, deberá mandar mil dólares por correo. El dinero llega durante un tiempo; de pronto, junto a un telegrama sospechoso, las remesas se interrumpen. Entonces Roy decide viajar para ver lo que le ha pasado a su compañero. Hay una semejanza brutal entre el estilo del narrador y las acciones que ejecutan los personajes. Las oraciones son cortas, punzantes, no sentenciosas; el lenguaje acierta por su economía y precisión. Nadie atesora un juicio ni una condena sobre la secuencia de desproporciones e impiedades que se precipitan: Marlowe crea un héroe por completo insensible, cruel, amoral, y es muy eficaz en la presentación de un punto de vista bastante fuera de los patrones esperados de la humanidad. El nombre del juego es muerte es absolutamente incomparable.

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The road was covered with a fine powdery layer of reddish dust. In the rearview mirror I could see it streaming behind in the taillights like a granular fog. The map had showed it as a usable road, though, and the weather had been dry for days, so I kept on. The headlights bored a bright path in the darkness through a green tunnel of huge trees meeting over the road. I saw the trunks of jackpine, cypress, chinaberry, and shagbark hickory fringing the edges of the ditches.

I had no watch, so I could only estimate the time. I knew that sunrise came about six thirty at this time of the year. I hunched over the wheel, apprehensive about the sideways drift of the rear wheels in the loose dust every few hundred yards.

My doubts increased with each passing moment. If someone took the notion, one man alone could roadblock an army on a road like this. But the miles fell away behind me with no sign of life except an occasional rabbit darting through the headlight beams, kicking up puffs of dust from the road. -- One Endless Hour (1969), by Dan Marlowe

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Links 13/03/12

The Wrong Marlowe

An overview of the career of Dan Marlowe, a pulp writer who came to prominence in the early 60's with The Name Of The Game Is Death. In the late 70's he began to suffer from amnesia and his life was never the same again.

Most of you reading this will probably recongise the name from an essay in the back of Ed Brubaker's Fatale (the cooler ones amongst you will recognise the name from Duane Swierczyinski's excellent history of armed robbery This Here's A Stick-Up).

Disarming Viktor Bout

New Yorker piece on the rise and fall of notorious arms dealer Viktor Bout (subject of the Nicholas Cage film God Of War).

Paris Or Bust

Smithsonian article on the 1908 automobile race from New York to Paris, a story packed with subterfuge, double crosses and good old fashioned glory.

How To Be Creative

Wall Street Journal article on how 'being creative' may not be as special and out of reach as most people presume. The reality? That it's just like any other skill; a person can learn and harness it accordingly.

Unpacking Kony 2012

Possibly the best post I read on this whole Kony business.

Bonus Feature: Dangerous Narratives

The Mystery Of The Double Eagle

How a Philadelphia family got hold of $40 million worth of coins and why the Secret Service has been chasing their trail for 70 years.

The War in Chechnya: Diary Of A Killer

Harrowing diary of a Spetsnaz officer who served for more than a decade in the Chechen conflict.

Stayin' Alive

New Humanist article on the human desire for immortality and how it drives us all (in more ways than we think).

I Sold My Soul To Homeland Security

How much would you pay for a no hassle airport experience?

The Siege of September 13

GQ piece on the siege of the Kabul embassy in September of last year.

I've also been reading about brain hacks, including Transcranial Direct Current Stimulation. It's research. Honest. But it's endlessly fascinating. The idea of hacking ones body, of making it do more.

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The story of Dan Marlowe, a pulp writer who suffered from amnesia, befriended an ex-con, and later inspired writers like Stephen King:

Physicians thought the amnesia was psychosomatic, brought on by stress and money troubles, but there were hints of physical problems too. Before his brain emptied out, Marlowe had been laid low by crushing migraines, and there was evidence he’d had similar problems during his youth. In time, Marlowe would tell people the memory loss resulted from a stroke, and the symptoms he described (weakness on his left side, for instance) seemed to bear that out.

In any case, his creative-writing ability vanished, and his life fast-reversed 20 years. He was trapped in a noir plot eerily similar to that of Never Live Twice, the 1964 Marlowe thriller in which amnesia blanks out the mind of government operative Jackrabbit Smith, who has to fight his way back to his old life, blasting bad guys and spanking a woman psychologist along the way.

"The Wrong Marlowe." — Charles Kelly, Los Angeles Review of Books

See also: "Writers in Hollywood." — Raymond Chandler, The Atlantic, Nov. 1, 1945

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