Detectives Beyond Borders on stage in Bangkok
© Peter Rozovsky 2015
Labels: Bangkok, Check Inn 99, Christopher G. Moore, Edwin van Doorn, Thailand
"Because Murder is More Fun Away From Home"
Labels: Bangkok, Check Inn 99, Christopher G. Moore, Edwin van Doorn, Thailand
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Soi Cowboy (Photos by Peter Rozovsky) |
Labels: Asia, Bangkok, Crime Wave Press, Thailand, Tom Vater
Labels: Asia, Bangkok, Christopher G. Moore, Thailand
"Rafferty has dried blood on his hand from when he pushed himself up from the carpet beside Mrs. Pongsiri. The sight of it makes him dizzy with anger."and
“`You’re nervous,' Arthit says. `You don’t usually natter.' “`It’s not nerves, it’s plain old hatred.'”
"The dreadful child abuse – more pornography than prostitution – in A Nail Through the Heart was based on a real guy, a German monster who actually lived in Bangkok and shot there the pictures described in the book. I don't know whether he's dead (although I fervently hope he is), but the pictures seem to have stopped coming."What other crime protagonists and crime writers are motivated by anger, fury, rage, or hatred? (I'll nominate Andrew Vachss and his several protagonists, including Burke.) How do you feel about anger as a motivator?
Labels: Asia, Bangkok, Bouchercon 2012, conventions, Thailand, Timothy Hallinan
"The potential list of subjects is long, but the stories in this collection will give more than a few insights into the Thai noir world. The idea of the national sport, Muay Thai — a combination of ballet, boxing, kicking and kneeing — is pure noir." [Take note, Christa Faust.]
"If noir is looking a little tired in the West, in Thailand it has all the energy and courage of a kid from upcountry who thinks the Khmer tattoos on his body will stop bullets."
"[A] stab in the heart of noir darkness suggests that while many Thais embrace the materialistic aspects of modern Western life, the spiritual and sacred side draws upon Thai myths, legends and customs, and remains resistant to the imported mythology of the West. In the tension between the show of gold, the Benz, the foreign trips and designer clothes, and the underlying belief system creates an atmosphere that stretches people between opposite poles."
Labels: Asia, Bangkok, Christopher G. Moore, Colin Cotterill, John Burdett, Pico Iyer, Thailand, Timothy Hallinan
I'm especially attached to this item from its table of contents, though:
Introduction by Peter Rozovsky ... vii
Moore, author of the Vincent Calvino crime novels about an American P.I. in Bangkok, probing commentator on and questioner of his adopted country, and member of one of my panels at Bouchercon 2010, has given me my second appearance between covers, following on Following the Detectives: Real Locations in Crime Fiction.“I once was a prisoner in the cult of authenticity, skeptical of crime writers who wrote about countries other than their own. (Tourist that I am, I sneered at tourists.)Here's some info on ordering the book. Stay tuned for your chance to win a copy.
“Christopher G. Moore plugs that attitude between the eyes early in the collection of essays you’re about to read. `There is a tradition of pundits saying foreigners can’t understand how Thais think,' he tells us. `That is in itself an interesting theory of mind, suggesting that non-Thais are basically rendered autistic when it comes to understanding how Thais form intentions and the true nature of their beliefs.'
“That’s a neat trick, isn’t it? With a few taps on his keyboard, Moore demonstrates that authenticity snobs of the kind I once was are nothing more than upscale propagandists for the old belief that Orientals are inscrutable.”
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"The main house was inside a high-walled compound. ... It looked like the kind of place you could paint with brown, yellow, and black. This was old-style Bangkok before the property developers tore down the traditional Thai houses with sweeping verandas and painted wood shutters. Behind the white wood-framed main house Isan workers in bamboo hats and scarves wrapped around their faces dotted a crazy-quilt of makeshift scaffolding stuck to the side of a twenty-story construction site. More real-estate developers, like the Finns who owned his office building, were looking to make a killing units to rich foreign buyers from Japan and Korea."
Labels: Asia, Bangkok, Bouchercon 2010, Christopher G. Moore, conventions, Qiu Xiaolong, Thailand, Vikram Chandra, Vincent Calvino
"They'd suggested that he try looking at things as if they were fresh, new, and of another time and place.There are no twisted banyan trees in Philadelphia, and if the city has dwarf touts, I've missed them as well. But I'd call Calvino's approach a nice way of opening one's eyes and ears to the sights and sounds of a new place -- or to an old one whose initial excitement has begun to pall.
"I've just arrived, and this is the first street in Asia I've ever seen. A smile crossed Calvino's face as he moved down the soi. Each step was a foot deeper into the freak show, starting with the huge banyan tree. Its large, twisted trunk wrapped with dozens of thin, colored nylon scarves, the tree had long, stringy veins that hung like gnarled tentacles over the soi. A dwarf stood on the broken sidewalk in front of a bar, dressed in a vest, a white shirt, and a bow tie. Holding up a sign for happy hour beer, he tagged along after each passing tourist for a few steps. Then, exhausted, he'd stop and retrace his steps to the bar and wait to strike again. `Come inside!' he shouted. `Many pretty girls!' The dwarf was right."
Labels: Asia, Bangkok, Christopher G. Moore, Thailand, Vincent Calvino
"You were–" He turns to Dr. Ravi and says, in English, "I don't know the Thai. Tell him he was appalling."Or this:
"I think ... " Dr. Ravi swallows. "I think he's already gotten that message."
"A bodyguard can level with him and you can't? What kind of amanuensis are you?"
"I'm not an amanuensis. I'm his media director."
"Goddamn it," Pan says in heavily accented English. "Speak Thai. Or translate."
"The activity had the unfortunate effect of making him look even more like a monkey, one who is on the verge of inventing a tool but probably won't."That sentence could do without "had the unfortunate effect of," and for all I know, it may be changed before the book goes to press. But this matters little because the passage is a gorgeous description of a big, dumb, powerful thug. And that matters. The big, dumb, powerful thug is a crime-fiction staple, and Hallinan makes it fresh. Breathing Water is a pleasure to read.
Labels: Asia, Bangkok, Breathing Water, Thailand, Timothy Hallinan
"[Rafferty] figures he'll grab a table big enough to write on, clear a space, and go back to work on his list. Maybe start playing with scenarios. He's long known that he thinks more clearly when he writes, that the act of waiting for his hand to finish forming the words slows his thought processes in a way that opens them up, allows him to see three or four possible alternative paths rather than just the most obvious one."
Labels: Asia, Bangkok, Breathing Water, self-reference, Thailand, Timothy Hallinan
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