Wednesday, July 29, 2015


The pending release of the new Man From U.N.C.L.E. film recently sparked a discussion on Facebook of the 1998 film The Avengers – a big screen adaptation of the iconic television show of the same name. Digging deep into this subject matter experts Jack Walter Christian, Mathew Bradford, and my humble self. What follows is a compilation of the shared comments… 
Here's a rather controversial subject for movie buffs and film fanatics whom I will find having a dispensable disagreement with my point of view, or perhaps the classification of The Avengers, 1998 film, screen adaptation of Sydney Newman's television series of the same name from the 1960s, citing the Emma Peel era.
Where do I begin?
I have seen this film countless times I have lost track. Almost thirty years after the original series, Warner Bros have brought us the film version of Steed and Mrs. Peel's escapades. Not a reboot (sigh, overtly used word, nowadays), nor a continuation, but rather a film of its own. It follows the perspective of the notable two protagonists publicly known as the spies who "save the world in style", putting them against a very dangerous threat that could excruciate the entire planet of the mankind (amongst the other mortal beings) if not prevented in time. Obviously, the film was over-the-top, as was the original television series since halfway the second season, giving the franchise its own template rather than being down-the-earth spy thriller.
What was the fault of the film? To tell you the truth, I cannot comprehend. I can see none. Sure, it's always the mainstream statement that brainwash people into believing something and insisting upon, while the rest of us maintain the reputation of being wrong. The primary argument that would headline the whole over-criticizing of the motion picture is, It's nothing like the original show! Care to explain? Because the severe times I have compared them both, brought them to constant conclusions of innumerable set of analysis, they are more but not less the same. Just with an updated atmosphere, while keeping the spirit of the original show.
No lover of fantasy/escapist adventures? Well, if I remember correctly, or my eyes don't betray me, The Avengers John Steed led was all about escapism, nothing regular we see in real-life, always dealing with strange subjects that the antagonists composed in every separate episode. Obviously, after thirty years, especially a film adaptation, was going to be bigger than just what the standards of television represented with outdated-as-of-now technology. What were you expecting? Cameras recording an immobile vehicle with a beforehand recorded projection behind it? Or were you so eager to see a very slow-paced, low-budget, all-dialogues no action flick where actors and actresses only pretended what they are meant to be and showing off to one another? Perhaps some fans are far too conservative in the topic that they no longer appreciate extension or expansion. Or...some would just prefer miserable films in which nothing is fun nor entertaining. The very same people, for instance, who hated Pierce Brosnan's era of the James Bond films. Or I could go as far to say... the upcoming The Man from UNCLE film that severely goes mocked by every 50/60 year old fan of the source material. Indeed very miserable, isn't it?
Now, we constantly get comparisons to other film adaptations from original television series such as I-Spy (2002), Wild Wild West (1999), The Saint (1997), Starsky and Hutch (2004), among some others. These aforementioned titles did drift away from the original source material, as did U.N.C.L.E. (2015) to some extent. But, some of them are quite entertaining that I would watch, again, except The Saint which I will never approve of because it has weakened the cocky and overtly-confident personification of Simon Templar, while U.N.C.L.E., to my understanding, injects some newer stuff into the material and changes some of the backstories while being a fun film to see, judging by the extended trailers.
What is the point behind relentlessly submitting mockery to The Avengers? If it was the acting that received worst-something-awards, I've got to point out, it doesn't strike to me as relevant to a tiny bit. Ralph Fiennes played a very brilliant John Steed with similar performance to what Patrick Mancee's was. Similar. Do note on that word, please. While Uma Thurman's Emma Peel was slightly different from Diana Rigg's, she brought a lovely execution with her act, stereotypically channeling the way the actors pulled their own performances in the 1960s. Different time, different era. What was to dislike? Nothing I could detect.
One would argue about the theme tune? It was there.
John Steed in his full attire? Present.
Steed's signature car? Present, yet again.
Emma Peel in her lovely of tight clothes, stylish and sometimes provocative catsuits? Right in the open!
So, what was bad about this film, if I may ask? Didn't feel like the original? How so? Too over-the-top? Then, why does Marvel's own Avengers get all the praise while this one is always disputed? Oh, it's a superhero stuff, these are just spies, aren't they? I think you and I know very well that Steed's Avengers weren't just spies, they were super-spies facing supervillains along with their overcomplicated plots. Heck, even the roles they have plated were impeccable.
What is the problem, then?
Okay, I've been on the side of this film being a disaster. As I haven't seen it once it came out, your commentary has made me think I need to see it again and reassess. Off the top of my head, my feeling was the actors in The Avengers had been directed to ‘act’ their roles as opposed to ‘inhabiting’ them – bringing no originality or trace of the actors on personality (this type of thing is totally the director’s fault – not the fault of the writing or the actors themselves). I could feel Feinnes and Thurman trying so hard to color within the lines, I could see the ‘acting’ which kept me from getting into the film. 
Clearly, I'm coming from an unusual perspective. Most fans of the original series on which remakes/reboots are based are looking for the exact same things they loved in the original. I prefer ‘reimaginings’ … Keeping the spirit of the original while bringing something new to the franchise. 
This still often goes awry as in the I Spy, Starsky and Hutch, and Wild Wild West big screen remakes. There was obviously no understanding of the original material, and the characters were treated as if the film was a Mad Magazine parody – constantly pointing out everything that was flawed or silly when seeing the original shows through a more modern perspective. For me, The Saint feature film had no connection to the original series, it was too different. As a result, I enjoyed it more than you did as I was able to divorce the film for the series as I watched it.
The Mission Impossible films mostly get the mix of original and update right. The original Star Trek films had the advantage of the same actors inhabiting the roles they originally brought to life, but even J.J. Abrams take on Star Trek with new actors works for me – perhaps because I am a casual Star Trek fan, not a purist or a fanatic (although, I do have my willing suspension of disbelief shattered not by the made up science fiction of space travel, but by those things within the ST films that make a mockery of physics). 
I think director Guy Ritchie got things mostly right in his Sherlock Holmes films with Robert Downey Jr., which give me hope for the new U.N.C.L.E. film (which he also directed). The series was brilliant in its day, but watching the reruns on Me TV recently, it doesn’t hold up particularly well filtered through modern sensibilities – it has become quaint. As a result, I’m ready for a reimagining of the concept to breathe new life into U.N.C.L.E. 
But, you’ve convinced me to take another look at The Avengers and possibly reassess my opinion.
I think you're right, Jack, that this movie gets a worse rap than it deserves. That said, I'm hopelessly torn on it myself, and always have been. I was so excited for it. And there was a lot I liked about it. I saw it many times in the theater that summer. But there were also huge things I didn't like about it. And I remain divided to this day. 
What I love is its world and its production design. The movie's "Avengersland" is not the same as the TV series', but is equally surreal and based on a Never-Never Britain, on Americans' idea of quaint Olde England, the same cherished but not quite real past that the Kinks sing about on Village Green Preservation Society. That was great. The movie was even weirder than the show ever really got! I loved the bear suits and wasp drones. 
What I didn't like was the lead actors. And I'm a fan of both of theirs. I had a huge crush on Uma in high school, and still do, really. She's one of my favorite actresses. But somehow, both of them are bad in that movie--or at least in the version we've seen. And not just a little bad. Really bad! I agree with all of Paul's points about the performances. He hit the nail on the head saying it feels like they're acting rather than inhabiting the characters. And like him, I've always laid the blame for that on the director, because I know both those stars are capable of delivering excellent performances! And in The Avengers, they feel somnambulant. They've confused the "effortless cool" oozed by Macnee and Rigg with detachment. You never feel like there are any stakes for either character, because their reaction to any situation is to not react. When Rigg's Mrs. Peel is tied up by a diabolical mastermind, she keeps her cool, sure, and delivers witty rejoinders... but that's a veneer. She still very much cares. Just watch her trying to keep that car driving on the simulator in Dead Man's Treasure, for example. There's no such caring in either Fiennes' or Thurman's performances. 
But is it fair to judge them and director Jeremiah Chechik on the movie we've seen, which was famously re-cut and re-scored by the studio? I tend to think not. Because Chechik is also generally reliable. National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation is one of my favorite comedies of its era, and a movie I watch every year at the holidays. And he's recently directed some of the best episodes of Burn Notice. So I'd really like to see his director's cut. I think WB really missed out when they turned down his offer to finish it for free for inclusion on the Blu-ray. It's a real shame. What we have is ultimately a very compromised film, and it's really impossible to judge the original intent. Personally, I can't imagine exactly how a different cut would make those sleepwalking performances suddenly work, but it just might! We'll never know. And when it comes to the score, while I'm very curious to hear the rejected one, I have to say, I absolutely love McNeely's music from the finished film. In fact it's my favorite part of the movie! And frequent writing music for me.
Finally, if you've never read the original script, I really suggest doing so. I think it's excellent on the page. I read it and hear Macnee and Rigg in my head. I don't think that the roles couldn't be played by other people, but I am convinced that the dialogue was written with them in mind. And if you hear the lines in their deliveries, they work. Plus, some great moments got cut out of the film. I really, really hope that one day Chechik's original vision gets released so we can really properly judge the movie.
Some accurate points you've put there, Matthew, as usual. However, I do disagree on the way Fiennes and Thurman's performances were delivered. I know, they were acting, but it's the way I somewhat felt both Macnee and Rigg were doing, quite honestly. And I've got to state, the television series concentrated on science fiction in the later episodes quite heavily, I can see no fault in the movie bringing it to a higher level with weather control. Heck, it even is possible in real-life to control the weather, just portrayed in a cartoony way in The Avengers, but then again, I would imagine the original series doing it the same way. Since Macnee took the lead, the series drifted from the serious tone to rather parody-themed episodes, and not necessarily in a spoofed manner.
The whole Britain thing in the film was indeed what was envisioned in the TV series. You know the phrase. Then again, it wouldn't be Avengers if they didn't. McNeely's score was very brilliant I could definitely see him scoring a classic James Bond film. Heck, to this day, I enormously enjoy listening to the end credits song... well, one of them anyway... Graces Jones' Storm. And to my knowledge, it was written especially for the film.  
I wasn't faulting the movie for being even more out there than the show. I was praising it for that! I love the out there-ness of the color seasons! However, I think there's a huge difference between how Macnee and Rigg are playing it compared to Fiennes and Thurman. I can see the latter seem to be trying to do what the former did, but to me they really miss the mark – in the released version, anyway.
I don't think we'll ever see anything from it, again, Matthew. Back then, to my knowledge, the premiere for the film was cancelled due to the fans being outraged or somewhat. So, all in all, I hardly think anyone will ever mention the film nor talk about it. The same way people treat Die Another Day for instance, if not worse. I would have really killed to see an Avengers sequel with the same cast, perhaps with a better cinematographer and a director.


(I'm adding this comment, placed on this post by another blogger, who I think has a valid point to add to the conversation)

As a writer, you seem oddly reluctant to discuss the elephant in the room with the Avengers Film - the terrible writing. It's a classic 'everything but the kitchen sink' assembly and none of it hangs together at all. It goes way past double mumbo jumbo and into the realm of tabloid weird. Clones, a teddy bear gang AND a weather machine? You can't just dump random elements into a plot and hope it works. As zany as the series was, it confined itself to one kind of zany at a time. A film is longer than a single episode of a show, but the rule still applies. There's only so much absurdity an audience is willing to accept at once.

Tuesday, July 28, 2015



I’ve written before about the profound influence The Man From U.N.C.L.E. television show has had on my life – specifically in my choice of careers as both an L.A.P.D. cop (had to work somewhere with initials) and as a writer.  Currently, we are a little more than two weeks away from the August 14th premiere of a rebooted, reimagined, major Warner Bros. feature film based on the original television series, which first aired on NBC fifty years ago.

The film is not a remake, so I am not going to spend more than a paragraph on the segment of fans of the original series who have curmudgeonly decided, sight unseen, that the new movie is a travesty and an insult to the memories of their childhood. They are upset because the film is not a carbon copy of the original series, does not (most probably) include the original U.N.C.L.E. theme music, and stars current actors who are not clones of Robert Vaughn and David McCallum (the original stars of the series). To those fans I can only say, “Get a life.”

Personally, I can’t wait to see (on an IMAX screen opening night) what director Guy Ritchie has done with the original material. From the looks of the thrilling (yes, thrilling) extended trailer released at the recent – packed – U.N.C.L.E. panel at Comic-Con, Ritchie and stars Henry Cavill and Armie Hammer have captured lightening in a bottle. Those things that set the original series apart from other spy shows and Bond imitators are all in place – the sixties cold war setting, the light touch of humor, and the actual characters (as opposed to just the names) of Napoleon Solo and Illya Kuryakin (respectively Cavill and Hammer). 

Sight unseen, I’m stoked. But let’s back up a sentence or two. Did I say a packed Comic-Con U.N.C.L.E. panel? There’s a sentence I never thought I’d write, but it’s an excellent measure of how U.N.C.L.E. has once again captured the public imagination. I’m more used to mentioning The Man From U.N.C.L.E. and receiving blank stares from the current generation – “Dude, you must be really old. I have no idea what you are talking about.” I dare not mention the first season was in black and white.

Suddenly all that has changed and U.N.C.L.E. is back on the radar. Almost every pop culture and entertainment magazine has featured extended, positive coverage of The Man From U.N.C.L.E. film. Young, popular, YouTube bloggers are doing retrospectives on the series to bring everyone up to date while expressing anticipation for the new film. There are billboard ads and U.N.C.L.E. one-sheets pasted and posted everywhere. There are press parties in Rome, premiere parties in England, and the stars of the film are on red carpets everywhere promoting the film as well as Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, and every other form of social networking large or small. Heck, there is even new U.N.C.L.E. merchandising – the first in forever – in the form of branded plastic soda cups from Carl’s Jr. And don’t even look at the prices the original U.N.C.L.E. toys, games, guns, gum cards, books and comics are garnering on e-Bay.

For me, the biggest indication the movie is going to play strong, is Warner Bros. decision to move the film from its original release date in January 2015 – the traditional dumping spot for films the studios think are going to tank – to a prime August spot at the end of the blockbuster season. The Man From U.N.C.L.E. even scared the studio behind that other successful ‘60s series reboot, Mission Impossible, into moving the release date of Mission Impossible: Rogue Nation forward to two weeks earlier than the U.N.C.L.E. release. Now, that’s a great sign those in the know are taking The Man From U.N.C.L.E. seriously.

For the sake of full disclosure, it should be noted this isn’t the first Man From U.N.C.L.E. feature film release. During the height of the original show’s popularity there were eight U.N.C.L.E. feature films released. Six simply comprised two-part episodes of the actual show edited together with added footage to spice things up (One Spy Too Many, One of Our Spies Is Missing, The Spy in the Green Hat, The Karate Killers, The Helicopter Spies and How to Steal the World). The two other films, I believed, were expanded versions of original episodes release to international markets (To Trap A Spy and The Spy With My Face). 

These cobbled together movies made a lot of money both domestically and overseas for the U.N.C.L.E. franchise and added immeasurably to the world-wide tidal wave of U.N.C.L.E. fever. In 1983, there was even a made-for-TV movie, Return of The Man From U.N.C.L.E. ~ The Fifteen Years Later Affair, complete with the original actors. However, this new U.N.C.L.E. film is the first truly big screen adaptation of the material. 

I really liked what new U.N.C.L.E. director Guy Ritchie did with the venerable character of Sherlock Holmes in the two films starring Robert Downey Jr. Again they were not remakes, but reimaginings, bringing Holmes to a whole new generation of fans and paving the way for the popular current television series Sherlock and Elementary. I’m expecting no less from Ritchie’s take on U.N.C.L.E.

Am I setting myself up for disappointment? The curmudgeons certainly think so as they point again and again to previous disasterous attempts to bring popular television series from the same era to the big screen. I agree the movies based on I Spy, The Wild Wild West, Starsky & Hutch, and The Avengers (the real Avengers not those costumed clowns) were pretty much unwatchable. But Mission Impossible has won through and my money is on The Man From U.N.C.L.E. doing the same.

If not, I’ve had a blast enjoying the build-up and have delighted in seeing a new wave of potential U.N.C.L.E. fans cresting at just the right time.

Open Channel D …

Wednesday, July 22, 2015


Racing with bikes, with words, and on film
The Tour De France is once again speeding recklessly through the French countryside with all its accompanying hoopla, crashes, and feats of almost inhuman endurance. After following the first three stages, I was prompted to visit my bookshelves to revisit my favorite cycling fiction and check my DVD collection for my favorite cycling films. Not all of these titles revolve around the Tour de France, but all bring out the reality, agony, and determination of cycling’s two-wheeled speed demons.
Taking the movies first, I have to give my top vote to 1985’s American Flyers. Starring Kevin Costner as a cycling sports physician with a secret who persuades his younger brother to train with him for a three-day bicycle race across the Rocky Mountains known as The Hell of the West. The racing scenes are well shot and the bonding relationship between the two brothers is worth the price of admission. As in most sports films, prepare to cheer while shedding a tear.

1979’s Academy Award winning Breaking Away has obviously garnered more than its share of acclaim. However, this tale of a hardscrabble kid obsessed with Italian bike racers, and the small town clash between blue collar cutters and the much more affluent Indiana University students, is still a delight. If you haven’t seen it, or haven’t seen it in a while, now is the time to add it to your Netflix’s queue.

My favorite Sherlock, Jonny Lee Miller gets his cycling groove on in 2006’s The Flying Scotsman. The true story of Graham Obree, growing up from a bullied childhood to become a champion cyclist, by way of designing his own bikes and innovating in body-position aerodynamics. Miller as Obree does a good line in paranoia, however the film was completed before Obree’s more recent revelations, which help explain why he tried to commit suicide on three occasions.
To bring this column back to the Tour de France, 2004’s Höllentour – Hell On Wheels – takes us inside the Tour de France. A documentary, the film focuses on the trials and tribulations of the T-Mobile team as they struggle to compete on cycling’s biggest stage. There are some heartbreaking moments which bring the whole scope of the race into focus.

I remember my first exposure to cycling fiction. From the bookmobile that visited my elementary school, I checked out a battered copy of The Big Loop by Claire Huchet Bishop. I don’t remember if it was the cycling or the author’s last name that made me read this, but I was hooked from the first page of the sepia toned world of the 1950s, in which Frenchmen always win their own Tour and the teenage fiction that heroes are easily distinguished from villains. Perhaps this is outdated by today’s standards, but years later, I tracked down a used copy and have it sitting proudly on my book shelves.
Between 1995 and 2002, author Greg Moody produced five cycling murder mysteries featuring bike racer and reluctant sleuth, Will Ross. Two Wheels, Perfect Circles, Derailleur, Dead Roll, and Dead Air, are all above average sports mysteries with scalpel-like insights into both cycle racing and the business of cycle racing.
Two novels by Dave Shields, The Race and The Tour, are as fast-paced as the sprint legs of the Tour de France on which their stories focus. Troubled American racer Ben Barnes has a chance to redeem his honor, keep his word, and overcome the secrets of his past. Both books contain top notch race scenes from an author who learned his craft in the saddle.

My favorite Tour de France book can most likely be described as two-wheeled chick-lit. Yes, I know, many of you will be turned off by that term, but you’ll be missing out on what is a terrific insider story. Cat by Freya North features the requisite Bridget Jones style journalistic heroine who sets out to report the Tour de France, inevitably getting entangled with some shaven legs along the way. That said, North’s research into the race and the personalities who ride in it gradually takes over the story giving the reader vicarious experience not to be missed.
As the Tour itself heads out over the Pyrenees, cycle enthusiasts can get out on the road themselves or used the above recommendations to settle back into a visual or literary peloton.




Professional wrestling, when you come right down to it, is sociology, but more on that in a bit. As someone who has watched pro wrestling since 1984 when I was nine years old, I’ve discovered there are three levels of pro wrestling fandom.

In the first, which is hopefully confined to childhood, the fan believes the action in the ring is an actual competition rather than the predetermined exhibition it actually is. At the second level, the fan realizes the winners and losers are known before anyone heads to the ring, but can still suspend disbelief and enjoy the action, over-the-top drama and comic book pageantry of one of the only true American art forms.

Then there’s the third level of pro wrestling fandom, in which the fan realizes, yes, the match results are planned ahead of time, but those results, and the champions wearing the belts, are, more often than not, decided by which wrestler has performed better in the ring – and connected better with the audience – over his or her career.

So, what you really see in the pro wrestling ring is very much a competition, as there are only so many top spots in a given company – and not every wrestler is capable of having the same match, or making the promoter the same money, as every other.

And that brings us back to sociology.

Once you realize wrestlers really are competing for the top spots in their federations, you realize it is the audience reaction, and the wrestler’s ability to relate to the people in the seats, which most often carries stars to the top.

Because of this fact, some harsh realities of American sociology come into play. White over black. Fit over flab. Men favored more than women. Blonde over brunette.

While there were exceptions to every rule, traditionally, the people most often to get ahead in real life were the ones most likely to wear the World Wrestling Federation Championship and the big, gold belt representing the NWA World Heavyweight Title.

While things aren’t quite as clear-cut along the above described lines in today’s pro wrestling scene – which hopefully is reflective of social change – Fight Card books typically deal with yesteryear, and my latest entry in the series, Job Girl is no different.

Given what we’ve discussed, how do you think a thirty-something redhead, who’s had a baby and her face slashed, would be received in a 1956 suburban Illinois pro wrestling ring? What happens to someone whose life has been one defeat after another when that history translates directly to the often dark reflection of society that is professional wrestling? That’s what Fight Card: Job Girl is about.

When I wrote Fight Card: Monster Man, my first entry in the series, Vicky was the secondary character who intrigued me most. Given the way her character exited Monster Man, a story which wasn’t hers to begin with, I thought, if Monster Man were to have a sequel, Vicky was the character I wanted to follow on a further adventure.

But Vicky is a woman. And I’m not.

I’ll admit, my first notion was to go for broke and write this book in first-person from Vicky’s point of view. I quickly decided it would probably come off as a gimmick at best or be a farcical disaster at worst. So, since I’ve never written a close third-person point of view story with a female main character before, I decided that was enough of a challenge.

In the end, I think Vicky and I got on well. I feel I know her. I also understand she is the kind of woman who could get me to do anything, so I hope she didn’t trick me into telling a story more favorable to her than it should be.

If Monster Man was about metaphorical losers, Job Girl is about someone whose lot in life is literal defeat. Vicky has never been anything in the ring but pinned on the canvas looking up at the lights. However, I saw that pattern just might be the catalyst to bring her all the way back, if not to where she started, to someplace she never thought she’d go.

It’s a wild ride and you’ll join me on it…

Thursday, July 2, 2015



The new Bradley Cooper/Emma Stone film, Aloha, has regenerated a long seated controversy over the whitewashing of Hollywood movies. Aloha, a movie filmed in Hawaii about the Hawaiian culture, has no Hawaiians in the cast except for a few very minor roles.
This history of this whitewashing goes back most notably to the 1931 film Charlie Chan Carries On starring Swedish actor Warner Oland as Chan. Oland had also played Fu Manchu in an earlier film. However, the practice of casting white actors in ethnic roles began much earlier.
My own experience with this phenomenon came when I was pitching a script I’d written about the first African-American military pilot, Eugene Jacques Bullard, nicknamed the Black Swallow of Death during his time flying with the Lafayette Escadrille in France. Now keep in mind, this is a true story. At the end of the pitch, the studio executive I was pitching asked – in all seriousness – if I could make the main character white.
The publishing industry has also been accused of whitewashing – portraying ethnic main characters on book covers using Caucasian features and very, very light skin tones.
Cultural icons of all sorts have also been subjected to this whitewashing
Why, for instance, is Jesus, a Jew born in the Middle East, almost always portrayed with extremely Caucasian features and very long hair? 
I recently found myself thinking about how much of this is consciously or unconsciously done, especially in the case of novelists. I recently finished the manuscript for my new book, Lie Catchers (due for publication in August by Pro Se). The book is fiction, but very much based on my experiences as a detective and interrogator with the Los Angeles Police Department.
I was surprised with myself when about three quarters of the way through the first draft, I realized all my fictional cops were white and most of my fictional suspects ethnic. Gender balance was there in the pages, but the ethnic balance in no way represented what I knew of the LAPD.
While the LAPD can be taken to task for many things, ethnic and gender representation is not one of them. From 1977 through 1990, I experienced the department’s growing pains as many more women and minorities joined the force. It wasn’t necessarily a smooth transition, but the fact it was occurring in the second largest police department in the nation was encouraging.
At one point in the mid-nineties, you could look around an LAPD detective squadroom and see ethnic clusters of detectives. By the end of the nineties, these barriers had been almost completely broken down…LAPD cops were no longer black, brown, white, or Asian – they had all become blue. Today’s LAPD almost perfectly matches in percentages the ethnic and gender make-up of the city it serves – unlike Ferguson, which has one black officer on their small department, which serves a community almost 95% black, a definite recipe for disaster.
So, how did I end up with all white cops in my novel and what should I do or not do about it? I wrote the second draft of the novel with this problem very much in mind, changing not just the ethnicity of some of the cop characters, but attempting to deepen their characters to reflect their race without reverting to stereotypes.
I didn’t feel forced to do this from white guilt or cultural pressure. I did it because my novel was based in the reality of a multi-cultural LAPD, which I wanted to reflect. 
You might ask if it is really possible for a white writer to create real ethnic characters. Of course it is – you need to look no further than Shaft created by Ernest Tidyman or Virgil Tibbs (In the Heat of the Night) from the typewriter of John Ball. Both are strong, lasting, black characters created by white writers. And there are many, many more examples.
As editor of the Fight Card series of boxing novels (, I personally reached out to ethnically diverse writers to bring their viewpoints and realities to the series. As a result, some of Fight Card’s best monthly entries (Brooklyn Beatdown, Fist of Africa, Rise of the Luchador) have featured Black or Hispanic fighters. Boxing is a racially diverse sport. In its rich history there have been racially motivated flashpoints, yet stripped down to its basics in the ring, it is the pure experience of one man (or woman) facing off against another in an event to determine – corruption aside – the best fighter. I wanted and needed Fight Card to reflect that reality.
But here’s my question. Should any writer, in today's atmosphere of heightened race related challenges, bow to public pressure to create a more ethnically diverse cast of characters within the confines of their fictional worlds? 
Should Walter Mosely, for instance, be required to insert white characters into his Easy Rawlings novels for the sake of diversity? Should the black-centric works of Chester Himes or Robert Beck (better known as Iceberg Slim) be rewritten to integrate white characters, for the sake of today’s politically correct racial diversity? Perhaps that sound ridiculous, but could those books be written today without causing a PC outrage? 
I think they could…and rightfully so…But this leads me to an even more potentially controversial question: In today’s society, do white writers in particular have a responsibility to be more aware of their inclusion and handling of ethnic characters? Would this be catering to the PC police or an effort to support understanding and diversity? 
Does the subject of whitewashing, as it pertains to writers, even matter? Or is it a total non-issue? Should we all write what we write without giving specific thought to an ethnically balanced cast of characters? Where does a writer’s responsibility regarding race begin and end?
Seeking answers, I turned to several of my writing buddies…
Derrick Ferguson is the creator of the popular pulp adventurer, Dillon. Both Derrick and his creation, Dillon, are black and I wanted his perspective.
“I'd much rather hear an author changed some of the characters because his or her gut told them the characters should to more accurately reflect the multi-cultural background of whatever city their story is set. This is much preferable than doing it to cater to the PC-infested world we live in. The only agenda I ever had and still do with characters such as Dillon, Levi Kimbro and Sebastian Red is to put black heroic characters in situations we've never seen them in before.”
I like how you brought up that John Shaft and Virgil Tibbs were both black characters written by white writers – characters who have gone on to be pop culture icons. I myself believe the reason they've lasted so long is because both Tidyman and Ball wrote as characters who are black rather than as black characters, if that makes sense. I can only speak for me, but that's how I approach all my characters – As characters.”
Gary Phillips is the master of Black Pulp. He is the devious mind behind the Ivan Monk mysteries, Hollis P.I., McBleak – The Extractor, Luke Warfield – The Essex Man, and many other black-centric novels and short stories. As you read what he has to say on the matter, imagine him saying it in his deep, resonant voice…
“Even in Walter’s Easy books, whites or Latinos or others are there, so it’s not like he’s not portraying a full pallet of the character’s life and times. In fact, as you point out, your first-hand knowledge of what you experienced in the LAPD meant there was no way to ignore that on the page. Just as having knowledge of people like Bullard (a boxer, spy and ex-pat in jazz–age in Paris), or black aviatrix Bessie Coleman, or the parallel black life of L.A.’s 1920s-30s Central Avenue, and those stories I heard from my pops growing up about those times –  what could I do but not mine that for my character Decimator Smith who I first debuted in Black Pulp. I mean, it’s not as if people of color suddenly showed up in the ‘70s.  
Their stories real and imagined always existed, but weren’t always known, at least so far as mainstream – that is white publishing – was concerned.  John E. Bruce, a black writer in Black Sleuth, wrote a serialized mystery in 1907-9. His African private eye Sadipe Okukenu worked for the International Detective Agency and was on the trail of a stolen diamond.  But it’s Pauline Hopkins, who several years before Bruce, wrote Hagar's Daughter (1901-2), which is recognized as the first detective story written by an African American with black characters – though not as principals.  And Rudolph Fisher, another black writer who like Conan Doyle was a physician published in 1932 the Conjure Man Dies, a detective story with black sleuths Dr. John Archer and plainclothesman Perry Dart set in Harlem.
If I’m going to write a story set in present day Long Beach, say. Well I think it is incumbent I have some sense of the lay of the land.  I know there’s a sizable Cambodian/Cambodian-American population (as well as other Asian ethnicities) there so I might try to find though a connection some of those folk to talk to or just hang out in a Cambodian restaurant, if only to get some sense of the local “color” as it were.  It doesn’t mean I feel compelled to make my main character Southeast Asian, but doesn’t it give any story more depth, more a sense of reality to reflect reality – even if I’m writing a sci-fi, a mystery or pulp?
Marvel is apparently in talks with Tilda Swinton to play the Ancient One, Dr. Strange’s mentor in the movie.  Now for the uninitiated, the Ancient One was always a male Tibetan master of the mystic arts.  On one hand then, a bold and admirable move with the use of an older female for the role.  But make no mistake, Ms. Swinton ain’t no parts Asian – though I’m sure they won’t be putting her in Charlie Chan makeup either.  The Internet lit up over this, particularly among Asian writers and activists.  Should it be tit for tat and that means an Asian actor has to play Namor, the Sub-Mariner?  Or maybe we can cast our stories with as much life and reflection as we can, feel free to be different, to be experimental, but don’t forget our job is to tell the story as well as we can.
The short answer is, the writer shouldn’t bow to public pressure, write what it is you want – there’s an audience for the material or there’s not.” 
As well as writing numerous other highly successful novels, Jan Burke is the award winning author of the bestselling Irene Kelly novels and founder of The Crime Lab Project, which works to increase awareness of the problems facing public forensic science labs in the U.S.
If I only had one sentence, I'd say this: If you're going to tell someone's story, you have to listen to his or her story…
The truth is, none of the human world is all white. On the smallest scale of your humanity, your DNA shows your African heritage, and however long ago your ancestors ventured from it, you still carry lots and lots of it with you. On the largest scale — oh, honey, just look at the numbers. So the sooner we drop that pretense, the more honestly we are writing. Forget other agendas. This is about being real. So let's stop acting as if all the drama is about white people, and everyone else is around for set decoration.
But how, if you're in the currently powerful minority and have lived a fairly segregated life? 
If you're going to tell someone's story, you have to listen to his or her story.
Listen, not guess at it. 
Although they may help, imagination and empathy aren't enough. For example: if you're a competent writer who has never worked in law enforcement and you want to write about people who work in law enforcement, you'll do your homework, and not just about the job itself. You'll learn how it affects (in varied ways) the human beings — the varied, individual human beings — who hold the job. How they are treated by those who are not in law enforcement. How they think of those who are not their brethren. And more.
If you're going to tell someone's story, you have to listen to his or her story. 
You can't see a television or film representation of it and think you have it in mind. This may mean stepping out of your comfort zone, doing some work, challenging your assumptions. All worthwhile, both on the page and in life.
When it comes to white people telling the stories of African-Americans, Asian-Americans, Hispanics, Native Americans, or people who combine any of the above, this all goes double, if not triple. Set your assumptions aside. Do your homework. Actively look for false portrayals in your work. And listen.
Otherwise, it's just fakery, which can be harmful at worst and distracting at best, but not much more.
Thanks to my friends for their thoughtful responses. The bottom line appears to be writing shouldn’t be about race, it should be about telling authentic stories with authentic characters. A writer’s responsibility is not to any agenda, but to the truth at the heart of a story.






Monday, June 29, 2015



The minute I stepped ashore from the Sea Girl, merchantman, I had a hunch that there would be trouble. This hunch was caused by seeing some of the crew of the Dauntless. The men on the Dauntless have disliked the Sea Girl’s crew ever since our skipper took their captain to a cleaning on the wharfs of Zanzibar – them being narrow-minded that way. They claimed that the old man had a knuckle-duster on his right, which is ridiculous and a dirty lie. He had it on his left.
~ Robert E. Howard, The Pit of the Serpent

Although best known as the creator of Conan the Barbarian, Solomon Kane, and other sword and sorcery characters, Robert E. Howard had a lifelong interest in boxing, attending fights and avidly following the careers of his favorite fighters. Even though as a child he was bookish and intellectual, in his teen years he took up bodybuilding and eventually entered the ring as an amateur boxer. 

During the height of the pulp era from the late ‘20s through the ‘30s, REH used this background to make a good living banging out boxing tales for the likes of Fight Stories Magazine, Action Stories, Sport Story, Jack Dempsey’s Fight Magazine, and others. REH actually claimed his fictional fight tales – especially The Iron Man, and the adventures of Sailor Steve Costigan – to be among the best of his works. Primarily humorous in nature, Howard’s most popular and in demand boxing stories featured Sailor Steve Costigan. These tales were both creatively and financially critical to Howard’s development as a writer. 

Costigan was a lovable, hard-fisted, and innocent semipro pugilist who regularly squared-off against dastardly villains in exotic ports of call. Tales featuring Costigan were at times laugh out loud funny and brilliant examples of what, in writing circles, is referred to as an unreliable narrator. Written in first person, the voice of Sailor Steve Costigan is full of malapropisms and creative, near-swear invective.

As the undisputed champion of the merchant marine Sea Girl, Costigan has a heart of gold, fists of steel, and a head full of rocks, all of which get him – and his bulldog Mike – tossed into constant trouble. Costigan is lovable for two reasons. First, he is just not smart enough to do anything other than punch his way clear of trouble. And second, when he starts punching, every reader feels the joy of the underdog overcoming the odds with the solid landing of every blow. 

No matter how ridiculous the situation he places Costigan in, REH never ridicules the character, always putting Costigan on the side of the angels. Readers know they should always bet on Costigan coming through victorious in a fight, and they would be more than willing to share a beer with him afterward. Not too many readers would want to share suds with the brutal Conan or the dour Solomon Kane. Costigan is accessible, a larger than life everyman.

Not all of REH’s boxing stories are funny. Aside from essays exploring what attributes REH believed made a great boxer, his other boxing tales were alive with the sound and the fury of the real world of the square circle. Iron Man, in particular, is a revered saga for those followers not just of REH, but of boxing enthusiasts in general.

REH’s boxing fiction has recently been given its rightful place in the Howard pantheon. Under the title Fists of Iron, four volumes of REH’s boxing fiction have been published by the Robert E. Howard Foundation Press. These beautifully bound and numbered, hardcover editions sport stunning, pulp inspired wrap around covers and contain every story, partial story, and scrap of idea Howard produced. Editors, Mark Finn, Patrice Louinet, and Christopher Gruber each contributed an insightful and extensive introduction to the volumes in what is clearly a labor of love and appreciation for REH’s work.

The complete compendium of Fist of Iron has not only become a highly sought after collector’s item, but has preserved the two-fisted tales that helped a generation of readers to fight through the Great Depression and the tough years to follow. 

Even today, REH’s boxing fiction reads with immediacy and storytelling power. If you’ve never met, or never heard of REH’s boxing characters Sailor Steve Costigan, Kid Allison, Mike O’Brien, or Dennis Dorgan, now is the time to lace up your gloves, put up your dukes, and climb into the ring.



Prolific adventure writer Will Murray is a pulp savant. There are few other current pulp scholars who can match his knowledge of the wide range of pulps. Will has written uncountable introductions to pulp related anthologies, collections, and reprints. He has single handedly resurrected the career of one of pulps greatest heroes in his series, The Wild Adventures of Doc Savage from Altus Press.

Currently, he is poised for the release of his latest pulptastic adventure, The Wild Adventures of Edgar Rice Burroughs’ Tarzan: Return to Pal-ul-don, an authorized sequel to one of Burroughs’ most celebrated Tarzan novels, Tarzan the Terrible.

Return to Pal-ul-don finds the African continent engulfed by World War II. To combat the spreading Nazi menace, Tarzan abandons his role as Lord of the Jungle to reclaim his persona as John Clayton, Lord Greystoke. Flying a P40 Tomahawk warplane, Clayton is sent on his first mission: to rescue the missing British Military Intelligence officer code-named Ilex. But the daring task plunges him into his savage past after he’s forced down in a lost land that seems hauntingly familiar. When Tarzan of the Apes returns to the prehistoric realm called Pal-ul-don, he must revert to his most savage persona, that of Tarzan-jad-guru—Tarzan the Terrible!

With the exciting news of a new Tarzan adventure, I was grateful to Will for taking the time for a quick interview.

What was your initial feeling after being asked to resurrect Tarzan, one of the most memorable characters of all time?

It was a mixture of excitement and pure panic. I recognized that this was a wonderful opportunity to explore a classic character I loved and had never before committed to paper. But I had a number of Doc Savage novels to write at the same time. Could I find time to write Tarzan? Fortunately, Jim Sullos, President of ERB Inc., gave me two years to turn in the manuscript. It took a year to produce, all the while writing Doc in between chapters.

Did your extensive work with Doc Savage prepare you for the process of writing Tarzan’s new adventures?

I’m sure it did, since Doc Savage creator Lester Dent was strongly influenced by Tarzan. Having written over 15 Doc novels, I’d learned the value of hewing to the original author’s tone, stylistics and vocabulary – in this case those of Edgar Rice Burroughs. But it was more important to dive into my collection of Tarzan novels and read the one I had agreed to sequel, along with others, to reacquaint myself with the series, which I first read back in the 1970s.

How did you develop the plot for Tarzan: Return to Pal-ul-don? 

The idea for this project came from a Tarzan fan named Gary Buckingham, who suggested Tarzan should return to the lost land of Pal-ul-don, the fantastic setting of Tarzan the Terrible. About 20 years ago, Del Rey Books invited me to write a Tarzan novel for a revival series that never got off the ground. So I dug deep into my electronic files and uncovered three premises I had pitched back in 1996. One of them, Grotto of Spiders, seemed to fit Gary’s premise. I generated a short pitch, which was approved. Beyond that, I did not plot the book so much as I discovered and explored the storyline as I went along. This is a quest. All I needed was to establish a concrete goal for Tarzan to pursue and find compelling challenges for him to overcome along the way. I seldom plot or outline my novels in detail. It interferes with the improvisational aspect of my creativity. Especially, when I’m channeling a deceased author.

What were the most important elements of the Tarzan series you wanted to highlight?

I wanted to recapture the essence of the authentic Tarzan, but also to avoid telling just another routine Tarzan adventure. In revisiting the original novels, I was reminded that Tarzan had served in the Royal Air Force during World War II. I decided it would be great to start off with John Clayton finishing up his flight training and being assigned a secret mission that would lead him into this adventure. The contrast between Flying Officer Clayton and Tarzan of the Apes excited me, and also created character tension. Clayton is on a military assignment. Shucking off his uniform and going full feral is something he’s determined to avoid. But the author had other plans...    

To what do you attribute Tarzan’s lasting appeal, while his many imitators – Ka-Zar the Great, Ki-Gor of Africa, Polaris of the Snows, and many others – have disappeared into obscurity?

Tarzan is immortal because Tarzan is a true original. The other characters you cite, regardless of their merits, were all distilled from the vision Edgar Rice Burroughs created over a century ago. Tarzan survives due to the power of Burroughs’ storytelling, as well as the Herculean efforts of Edgar Rice Burroughs Inc. to perpetuate his works and memory.

How are characters like Doc Savage and Tarzan still relevant today?

Heroes never go out of style, even if their haircuts do. Like Sherlock Holmes, Doc Savage and Tarzan still fascinate in the 21st Century. Once upon a time, they were mere examples of then-contemporary fiction, but all have become frozen in their original time periods, and that seems to be where most readers prefer them. In that, they are no different than Robin Hood or Nero Wolfe, or any number of now-classic characters who seem more of their time, and more interesting in their time, than otherwise.

What other pulp characters would you like to see brought back for new adventures?

Shortly, Altus Press will release Doc Savage #200, The Sinister Shadow, in which Doc is challenged by The Shadow. I would like to write a standalone Shadow novel someday. Conan the Barbarian also fascinates me, but I’m not sure anybody short of Robert E. Howard can do him justice. But I’d like to try. John Carter of Mars is another favorite. As is a more obscure character, Street & Smith’s Bill Barnes, an aviation hero in the style of Doc Savage.

Are there more Wild Adventures of Doc Savage and Tarzan to come?

After Doc Savage #200, we will release The Secret of Satan’s Spine, a Doc Savage novel set in the Caribbean during World War II. We are already in talks to do a second Tarzan, which right now I will call, “Tarzan versus X.”  I can’t say who X is. This is another dream project which, if it comes to fruition, will astound fans of popular culture.

Hopefully, your reading appetite is whetted for a new Tarzan novel as well as the further Wild Adventure of Doc Savage … Check ‘em out!