Milton K. Ozaki, plus a few more night shots
|My street, tinkered with so it looks contemporaneous with the|
paperback originals I've been reading from the 1950s and '60s.
(Photos by your humble blogkeeper)
Ozaki's entertaining 1954 novel Dressed to Kill got me thinking more than I have before about the role formula played in what readers and publishers expected — and circumstances demanded — of writers in the paperback original and pulp eras, from the 1930s through the 1960s.
|The Lit Brothers Building, Philadelphia.|
"The bright yellow of the Caddy made it stand out like a banana in a bowl of grapes."or
"His pale eyes, excited by the anticipated kill, had the translucent quality of seedless grapes, yet seemed more shiny, as if oiled by hate."
|From my newspaper's office|
looking across Market Street,
Bill Crider notes the extravagance and the occasional repetition in Ozaki's work, which I'm guessing are results of having to turn out so much work so fast. At the same time, I especially like this observation of Crider's, which fills me with respect for talented writers who worked under difficult conditions:
"You can almost see the improvement happening in Ozaki’s steady progression up the ladder of paperback publishers. He started at the bottom with Phantom and Handi-Books, moved to Graphic, then to Ace, and finally to Gold Medal."And now I'm off to learn more about the pulps and hacks who wrote for them.
© Peter Rozovsky 2014