Lady, Go Die!: A Mike Hammer Novel

If you have never read Spillane before, this is a great place to start. If you have read Spillane, you'll love this book. This is a terrific, action-packed Mike Hammer story that is great from beginning to end. There is absolutely nothing negative about this book. It is great."Lady Go Die!" is the fifth of the seven Mike Hammer novels that Max Allan Collins completed following Mickey Spillane's demise. Spillane wrote dozens of Mike Hammer novels, starting with "I, The Jury" in 1947. "Lady Go, Die" is chronologically the second Hammer novel, although Spillane never completed it in his lifetime. Collins describes the partial manuscript as one of the most exciting finds in the treasure trove of writings that Spillane did not complete. By completing these manuscripts, Collins has introduced an entirely new generation of readers, including myself, to the Mike Hammer series.These collaborative efforts are seamless. As the reader, you cannot tell where Spillane stops and Collins begins and vice versa.Although controversial in his time for the frank portrayal of sex and violence in his books, Spillane was loved by the public and was one of the most successful authors of the twentieth century.Hammer is a private eye. He is known for being brutally violent and metes out his own brand of justice. It is not unusual for a trail of bodies to be left in his wake as he defends himself against attacks. The Hammer stories are filled with action from cover to cover and "Lady Go Die" is no exception to this rule.The overall plot is fairly typical of the kind of hardboiled PI stuff that was put out in the fifties. It involves murder, gambling, corruption, a rich blonde who may have killed a few husbands, and some toughnosed pugs. But, what makes this different from the typical fifties PI novel is that it is Mike Hammer and nobody was tougher than Hammer was. Nobody did a better job of mixing it up than Hammer.The story begins with Hammer taking a weekend getaway with his secretary, the irrestible Velda, to a small hamlet on Long Island. Without even meaning to, Hammer immediately gets involved in a brawl when he sees a little guy getting the crap beat out of him by three goons. "They were kicking the hell out of the little guy," it begins. "The big guys seemed to be trying for field goals, their squirming prey pulled in on himself like a barefoot fetus in a ragged t-shirt and frayed dungarees," it is explained. Hammer can't just walk by the alley and let the bullies get away with this. He takes a last drag on a cigarette, "slipped out of [his] sportcoat and handed it to [his] raven-haired companion," and sends a right into one goon that "would have broken that nose if there had been enough cartilage left to matter." Hammer smashed him in the back of his neck and send him to the alley floor in a "sprawling belly flop." After rubbing his face in the gravel, Hammer makes mincemeat out of the other two goons. And, this is just the start of Hammer's weekend in the country. Nobody ever wrote action sequences better than Mickey Spillane. And, if you like hardnosed action, this book is your ticket. When the kid being beaten asks Hammer who he is, Hammer deadpans that he is the Lone Ranger and wait til you get a load of Tonto.This early in the Hammer series Velda is still just his secretary and he hadn't made a pass at her yet, but the sparks are flying whenever she is around. She is described as a "big, beautiful dark-haired doll" with a "lovely fanny." "She looked equipped enough to handle anything" from where Hammer was sitting. Velda, though, is also a licensed PI and carried a .32 in her purse next to her lipstick. But Hammer is fascinated by her: "She was as pretty as anything I had ever seen. Tall, jet black hair, always in that sweeping pageboy that I so admired. Big and beautiful with more curves than a mountain road...." Spillane was definitely a romantic. Hammer and Velda's romance is probably the longest running one in hardboiled fiction.From beginning to end, this is just a fantastic read. This book most definitely rates five stars or more.

Book arrived today. A brand new first edition from 2012. Very happy.

Come back to an earlier simpler time when cops and robbers used rods and gats, Hammer drove a heap, women were dames, broads, dolls, and molls, and cupcakes were "gone" on a guy. Yes, it is the 1940's and Mike Hammer is loose on the streets as only Mickey Spillane could imagine him with the able assistance of Max Allan Collins. In "Lady, Go Die!", Collins completes an unfinished Spillane novel that was destined to be the sequel to "I, The Jury" but was never completed for unknown reasons. It is truly a fun read to relive the prose and dialogue of a master of noir with all the dated references to a time maybe 65 years ago when the lines between good and evil were less blurred than they are today or at least they appeared that way.In "Lady, Go Die!", Mike and Velda, his secretary, assistant, and lover, head to the small town of Sidon, a Long Island beach town. Mike interrupts the savage beating of a hapless beach bum by two local detectives, one of whom, Dekkert, is a dirty cop having been kicked off the NY force. Before he knows it, Hammer's code of justice has him knee deep in a mystery involving the death of Sharron Wesley, a former wealthy socialite of dubious background, a high stakes illegal gambling establishment, small town corruption, angry cops, and elements of New York's mob who may or may not sympathize with Mike. Along the way, Mike shuttles bqack and forth to the City to meet with his buddy, Pat Chambers, as well as with many of his less than steller NY contacts.As Mike peels back the layers of this mystery, he senses they are all related yet somehow they don't seem to fit the usual pattern--is there more than one "perp", are certain elements of the criminal activities unrelated red herrings? Readers familiar with the older writings of Mickey Spillane will smile at his tough guy dialogue and his take-no-guff attitude as his trigger temper begins to take its toll on the bad guys of Sidon. Only when Velda goes missing does Mike ratchet up his desperation enough to find the answers he demands, even if it means taking the town apart piece by piece.This is the second collaboration I have read of Collins and Spillane, and I admire Max Allan Collins' devotion to maintaining the "voice", stylings, and texture of Mickey Spilane's iconic character--a character that surely begat most of today's justice seekers from Jack Reacher to Dave Roubidoux. Yes, the prose is simpler than we expect today and yes, it is filled with dated, even sexist remarks, yet that is the point of Collins' painstaking devotion to recreating the times and milieu of Mike Hammer. Having grown up reading Mickey Spillane and watching the Mike Hammer Movies and TV shows, I found this an enjoyable, fast, satisfying walk down memory lane.

On vacation from the city for a while, Mike Hammer and his secretary Velda arrive in the upstate New York town of Sidon. When they come across a man on the receiving end of a rough beating by three thugs, this leads to an investigation into the very public murder of a prominent citizen, with Hammer and Velda caught up in a milieu of police brutality, gambling, and corruption.Max Allan Collins unveils a previously unseen case for Mickey Spillane’s infamous private eye. It’s unclear exactly how much Collins contributed to Spillane’s original draft, but the result is in the tradition of dark and gritty film noir. Set in the post-WWII period following his debut in I, THE JURY, the Mike Hammer in this novel is in his prime. An anti-hero whose activities one can revel in, he’s the kind of character who doesn’t let rules and regulations obstruct the way to justice. It’s also enjoyable seeing Velda portrayed as an equal to Hammer in terms of deductive skill. Packing her own PI license and loaded gun, she is a fleshed out character in her own right. The romantic tension sizzles in this one. Women may come and go in Hammer’s life, but Velda is something special.The remaining characters are varied, and the action is expanded to include the seedy underbelly of Manhattan, giving Hammer plenty of angles to figure. There’s a fair amount of misdirection thrown his way, and the killer turns up from a most unexpected corner.LADY, GO DIE is a bracing read, buoyed by the charm of the central characters, the turns of the plot, and the changes in setting.

It took me a while to realise that this book was available to read. I had thought the collaboration with Max Allan Collins was only about the later Hammer stories but here we have what should have been book 2, the follow-on from I, The Jury.It certainly seems about right in style and format. Hammer is as he was, well able to breeze through the pages of a late 1940s story with only a slight pause to recover from one of the many blows to his head received over the years.I grew up with Hammer so this story slots nicely into my memory bank, possible slightly glazed with time but, even so, it brings back the life and times of the early post war years. Hard to think I grew up then when rationing was part of our daily life but not, obviously, in New York. That life appears not to have been too badly affected by the war with only a passing reference to where some of the characters were during that time.Anyway, Hammer is on vacation with his secretary, Velda, a stone's throw from New York City when, not unnaturally, he stumbles across some dirty work carried out by the local police. So begins a tale of corruption, gambling and a serial killer on the loose; nothing that cannot be sorted out by Hammer's Colt .45. Much is made of this gun which in its day was the be all and end all of heavy weaponry and a gun Hammer carries through the entire series of books. Ah well, in the 40s that was cool and it certainly puts down the 'heavies' as and when required.In between, Hammer manages to solve just about everything in his own inimitable style and, if you are a fan, it makes for a good read. If you're new to Hammer, then perhaps the storyline may seem too basic but that's how it was so the book is a good reflection of the period. It makes a welcome change from the intricate stories we have today. The dialogue seems genuine from the time, too; strange words long forgotten but now resurrected to remind us that, although the deeds committed then are not dissimilar to today's antics, the means of solving them are so much more on a different level.No Health & Safety here, not much of a crime scene, very little forensics so forget CSI et al, this is just plain hard-hitting detective work done on a one-to-one basis. Great stuff.

This is a book produced by Max Allan Collins based on an unfinished manuscript by Mickey Spillane. It is almost impossible to see who wrote what but I will get back to that.Mike Hammer is a 20th Century icon. Those of us who grew up with him and read all those original books that were published so many decades age will have a hard time forgetting them. To read this one is a trip down memory lane. It is a trip worth taking but not without a few question marks.The Story is very straight forward and turns out well. In fact, today you would think of it as possible for one of these one hour mystery shows that are produced by the hundreds in the US. The Characters in the story are well developed and Mike hammer with Velda is as you remember them. Almost. Maybe Mr Hammer is a little more brutal than I remember him and Velda a little more "easy" than I can recall. Also, Captain Chambers seams to be a little too helpful towards Hammer. Far more than I remember.The Language is almost all from the 1940s with some question marks. One murdered victim has "yellow hair" while other ladies in the book are blonds. Same hair color or did the victim actually have "yellow hair"? I have a feeling that the amount of money used for drinks etc are not adjusted for the price level of the 1940s. Maybe that is where Spillane and Collins differ.Mike Hammers ability to shoot his old and clumsy Colt 45 is pure science-fiction but in the 1940s they were supposed to be able to do just that.Anyway, apart from these small observations the real value of the book is the dialogue. That is were you get that old feeling of being back 60-70 years. Great stuff. That, apart from the nostalgia makes the book worth reading. Like Mr hammer, pour up a glass of Rye and start reading!

Highly enjoyable detective novel written by a friend of the late Mickey Spillane. Recommended.

Yes I know I'm running out of platitudes but Mike Hammer stories are a good read

Always find Mike Hammer books very good and always have a stunning end