CUT ME IN
By Ed McBain
Hard Case Crime
237 pages
As a high school student in the
early 1960s, we discovered the paperback crime fiction of writer Ed McBain and
instantly became enamored of his enormous talent. He was and remains to this
very day our favorite author. “Cut Me In,” is one of his early works but before
we get into the review here’s a little background. Ed McBain (Octorber 15,1926
– July 6, 2005) is was one of the pen names of author and screenwriter
Salavtore Albert Lombino who legally adopted the name Evan Hunter in 1952. Over
his career he wrote under several pseudonyms that included John Abbott, Curt
Cannon, Hunt Collins, Ezra Hannon and Richard Marsten, amongst others. But he
is best known as McBain, the name he used for most of his crime fiction to
include his popular 87th Precinct books which became a staple of the
police procedural genre.
In 1951, Lombino took a job as an
executive editor for the Scott Meredith Literary Agency and there worked with
such authors as Poul Anderson, Arthur C.Clarke, Lester del Rey, Richard
S.Prather and P.G.Woodhouse. That same year he made his first professional
sale; a short science-fiction tale titled “Welcome Martians!” published under
his birth name of S.A. Lombino. In reading “Cut Me In,” it is obvious McBain
used experiences learned in that job as the basis for his murder mystery.
Protagonist Josh Blake is half owner
of a New York Literary Agency. One day he comes to work and finds his partner,
Del Gilbert, shot to death. A Detective Sgt. DiLuca is assigned the case and Blake
thinks he is an incompetent bumbler. On the verge of signing a big movie deal
concerning one of their major clients, Blake suspects someone wants the deal
nixed and when the agreement contract goes missing, he’s convinced it was the
motive behind the killing. Then Gilbert’s mistress is murdered and DiLuca turns
his attention on Blake.
“Cut Me In,” told from Blake’s
perspective, is a fast moving, taut thriller and gives the reader a glimpse
into the cutthroat world of agents, writers and Hollywood producers; people
willing to sell their souls to the devil to gain fame and wealth. Whereas
published in the mid-50s, there’s a distinct chauvinistic feel to McBain’s
depiction women. All of them appear cookie-cutter beautiful, professional and
sexually aggressive ala some antiquated exploitation pulp in which all the
women are deprives nymphomaniacs who throw themselves at the hero. In lesser
hands, it would be paperback trash and we suspect McBain was all too aware of
its tawdriness. Yet he was writing in a time when editors demanded such blatant
pandering to their readers. That he manages to deliver a solid mystery despite
these handicaps is no small achievement and “Cut Me In” is a wonderful look
back at the beginnings of a writer would eventually be awarded the coveted
Grand Master Award by the Mystery Writers of America.
And if that isn’t enough to get you
to pick up a copy of this book, it also has a bonus Matt Cordell private eye
short in it, which is pure 50s tough-guy fiction. Honestly, mystery lovers, it really doesn’t
get any better than McBain.