Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Short Story Review: “Malibu Waltz” by Grant O’Neill


When I first started reading crime fiction, Ellery Queens Mystery Magazine and others like it were the place to go. You’d not only get the old masters like Chandler, Ed Lacy, Fredric Brown, Lawrence Block and Donald Westlake (in there many guises) but the up and comers. It was a place for the aspiring crime writers to cut his or her teeth, and make next months beer money. But, somewhere along the line, sadly, either the magazines didn’t feed the need or the authors found other outlets with higher allowances for beer money. EQMM as it is known, is the exception. Maybe it was because they always had higher standards for the quality of the writing, or maybe it was because they recognized new talent, but as the other pulps faded into memory, Ellery Queen survived.

Lately, or maybe I just started paying attention again, there have been some great stories, and great authors finding their way back to these publications. I ran across Grant O’Neill, the pen name for California author Don Ray Aldridge, who is also a song writer. This story is in Julys issue (on the stands now, or just follow the link)  is Malibu Waltz, and it is a beaut.

The story would make Chandler proud, which isn’t surprising since, as O’Neill told me, he was inspired by reading a collection of Raymond Chandler short stories in 2009, to try his hand. The plot here, isn’t that new as far as crime stories go; boy meets girl, boy gets blinded by the anatomy, throw in ‘boy will do practically anything for her’…. Impractically too.

Nick Tranor could be just about  any hustler in the L.A. area. He’s an ex-cop, kicked off the force after killing a politically connected strip club owner and small time hood. Over a woman. So, naturally, this being L.A., he only finds a bigger scam than the PD to make his living. he’s into ‘real estate investments’. Not real estate, but real estate investments.

After getting stood up at an up scale bistro - one of those hot spots that spring up all over Lala land from time to time and last about as long as the first paycheck - Nick meets our requisite femme fatale, Eden Folet. Soon after he is a regular, because no matter how slick the hustler in Hollywood, he always falls for the dame. Besides, he’s danced this waltz before and come up smelling like roses.

It’s not long before he will do anything to have her, but the problem is she is the newly wed bride of Emerson Haddock, who is not only a bigger hustler, but also a city councilman. From there, the Malibu Waltz is on, with a few changes of partners; Eden’s best friend, Ridley Notions, a gay boy friend, and a cast of Muscle beach muscle which try to discourage Nick from chasing Eden’s skirt.

O’Neill took some notes in the composition of this story and he obviously knows the lay of the land. Many people have tried their hand at Chandler, at trying to create that magic that exists somewhere between an utterly lost kind of writing, and something that intellectuals claw each other about, but O’Neill succeeds. There is nothing of  parody, or the quick attempt at style. It’s just a wonderfully written, noir type of story written with updated hardboiled prose. Marvelous work, I would suggest following  Grant O’Neill because he is bound to make waves, and not just across Malibu.


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Article first published as Short Story Review: "Malibu Waltz" by Grant O’Neill (Ellery Queen Mystery Magazine, July 2012 on Blogcritics.

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