Jim Thompson

After a wartime injury leaves him with a bitter and incomplete life, Clinton Brown turns to drinking and then to the destruction of those who make the mistake of invading his lonely world, as his sole consolation. Reprint.

The Nothing Man

Melody Izard

Ok. That's my last Jim Thompson. Even if we have another one at the house I will not read it. It's the same dang story anyway. I'm not even going to put a spoiler alert here because if you've read one of them you need to know you have pretty much read them all. Or at least the one's I've read. The main character kills women. Then he uses his much greater intellect to confuse and trick the dumb people who are around him to believe that he could not possible have been the murderer. 

The only new thing in this book is it seems Clinton Brown may not have had a penis. I can not swear to it, nor can I get anyone else to acknowledge it. But I think that is what we are supposed to wonder about.

The only thing I was intrigued by (besides the question about the lack of or the presence of a penis) in this book published in 1954 is that newspapers are evidently closing right and left. hmmmm maybe video didn't kill the radio star. Or whatever little ditty would be used for the same sentiment about technology and print.

The Nothing Man

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