I don’t read a lot of fiction. I’d say my fiction reading percentage out of my reading total is about 15%.
But when I was young, Joseph Wambaugh was a big deal. They made TV shows and movies out of his stuff. Wikipedia calls him “The Grand Master of Police Novels”. Once on Barney Miller, Detective Harris wrote a novel, and then bragged that a critic said that his novel “…rivals Wambaugh’s best.”
So, I ran across a copy of Wambaugh’s The Blue Knight, the novel that they based the TV series starring George Kennedy on. I had never read any Wambaugh. I wasn’t avoiding his books, but I just never got around to them. I figured, hey, why not? He’s supposed to be so good.
Well…The Blue Knight is not good. It reads like an okay first draft. The place and movement descriptions are so poor, I had trouble visualising what was going on much of the time. The characters use each other’s names constantly when they speak, making the dialog unrealistic. And speaking of unrealistic dialog, Wambaugh seemed afraid to use swear words. Bumper Morgan calls his perps barf bags and pukepots. Oooooh. Edgy. I think it was okay to swear in novels in the seventies, Joe.
The worst though is that by Wambaugh’s own description Bumper Morgan is an old fat cop. Yet every woman in the book throws herself at him. Waitresses rub up against him. Showgirls undress and rub their tits on his face when he had just dropped by to say hi. His fiance, who’s a teacher, risks instant job loss by making out with him in a classroom while kids are watching in the hallway. A nineteen year old belly dancer rapes him. (Well, forces herself into his bed while he drunkenly protests because she’s too young for him. He bangs her anyway.)
And all of this is against Bumper’s wishes. He tries to get away from each one of them.
The only woman in the book who doesn’t sexually assault him is a post menopausal judge. And she quashes a perjury investigation against him when she knows he’s guilty of it. I guess there’s no resisting Bumper Morgan’s charms.
Um, I’m wondering if Wambaugh wasn’t Mary Sueing here just a little. I’m seeing a little female on male dom-fantasizing going on.
Anyway, the ending was a let-down too, but I’m not going into that.
So, anybody else less than thrilled with some author they wanted to read?