Elliot Paul (1891–1958)
Auteur de The last time I saw Paris
A propos de l'auteur
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Séries
Œuvres de Elliot Paul
My Old Kentucky Home 6 exemplaires
Concert pitch 5 exemplaires
Impromptu;: A novel in four movements, 1 exemplaire
Indelible 1 exemplaire
The Governor of massachusetts 1 exemplaire
Paris 1 exemplaire
The stars and stripes forever 1 exemplaire
Crazy Quilt 1 exemplaire
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Étiqueté
Partage des connaissances
- Nom légal
- Paul, Elliot Harold
- Date de naissance
- 1891-02-10
- Date de décès
- 1958-04-07
- Sexe
- male
- Nationalité
- USA
- Lieu de naissance
- Malden, Massachusetts, USA
- Lieu du décès
- Providence, Rhode Island, USA
- Lieux de résidence
- Malden, Massachusetts, USA
Paris, France
Santa Eulària des Riu, Spain
Los Angeles, California, USA
Providence, Rhode Island, USA - Études
- Malden High School
- Professions
- journalist
screenwriter
author - Organisations
- United States Army (WWI)
International Herald Tribune
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Statistiques
- Œuvres
- 31
- Aussi par
- 2
- Membres
- 587
- Popularité
- #42,723
- Évaluation
- 3.6
- Critiques
- 16
- ISBN
- 39
- Langues
- 3
This book is one in a series, & I think I would have benefited from having read the previous installments first. Most of the characters are carryovers from preceding books, & there are almost continuous references to things that happened in earlier stories. Without the benefit of being familiar with any of the prior works, I was often lost as to who the characters really were & what was being talked about.
Either way, this book is not very good. The action often cuts quickly from one scene to another without the benefit of clean segues; that made for a very disjointed & choppy reading experience. Absolutely none of the characters are in the least bit likeable or sympathetic; I kept wishing they would all be killed & just go away—the criminals, the victims, the detectives, & the innocent bystanders. And the mysterious method of poisoning that takes up a good part of the storyline is nothing short of asinine.
The story is full of extreme violence. Aside from the obligatory murders (this is a kind of murder mystery, after all), there are brutal fight scenes, torture, rape, &—worst of all—violence against animals & animal cruelty. I love the puzzle of a good murder mystery; I’m not so keen on gruesome, gratuitous brutality--& there is a lot of that within the pages of Mayhem in B Flat.
There is also a lot of unnecessary vulgarity. The book is full of prostitutes, drunkards, naked dancers, sleazy extramarital affairs, & so on & so forth. There was so much of it, in fact, the entire book just ended up feeling sordid. I found the storyline of the middle-aged heiress who is obsessed with the talented violinist extremely disturbing & distasteful. She stalks him throughout the book, is convinced her wealth entitles her to possess him, & then rapes him while he is passed out drunk in the hold of a ship. He then becomes certain this is the most magical moment of his life & his mysterious assailant is the love of his life. That has to be one of the ickiest things I have ever read in my life.
I won’t be recommending this book to anyone, & I definitively won’t be reading any of the other titles in the series.
I tacked on an additional half star for the author’s use of the word ‘yclept’.… (plus d'informations)