CARRÉMENT ROUGE (in French)

Hier, 22 mai, était la 100è journée de la démarche démocratique des étudiants québécois. 


Aujourd'hui, après cent jours de silencieux soutien, je prends une pause et leur donne publiquement mon appui d'humble citoyen. En tant que père de deux enfants, qui seront aux études collégiales à compter de 2018, je sens le besoin de dire merci à ceux qui courageusement, avec une ténacité exemplaire, défrichent le chemin de l'avenir du Québec, non seulement pour une scolarité plus accessible et moins dispendieuse, mais aussi pour un monde plus juste. 


J'admire ces étudiants qui tentent de se donner les moyens de poursuivre leurs études sans se ruiner avant même d'avoir atteint le marché du travail. Par leur surprenante détermination, ils prouvent qu'ils sont déjà les grands de demain, nos futurs meneurs. Je suis fier de savoir que mes enfants travailleront un jour pour, et avec, ceux qui se seront battus pour leur faciliter l'accès aux études post-secondaires; je suis confiant que les étudiants d'aujourd'hui seront demain des employés intègres, des employeurs reconnaissants, ainsi que des politiciens compréhensifs et plus près de la réalité du peuple.  


Car un peuple grandit, s'épanouit et s'enrichit lorsque les plus grands montrent l'exemple aux plus petits, non pas en brimant leurs droits mais en les aidant à se tenir droits. L'avenir de ces étudiants et la continuité prospère de notre société commencent maintenant, d'un carré rouge vif d'esprit et de projets sans limites; si on l’empêche de rêver et de grandir à son rythme, cet avenir flétrira peu à peu jusqu'à ce qu'on se demande d'où vient ce pâle lambeau décoloré, ce peuple désabusé et peu reluisant. 


Et lorsque les rêves de cette jeunesse ne seront plus pour elle que des souvenirs, seront-ils objets de regrets ou bien emblêmes de fierté? 


À nous de décider entre le carré rouge et le lambeau décoloré.


Aujourd'hui, je décide d'être carrément rouge.


Jacques Filippi
Châteauguay
23 mai 2012
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GIVEAWAY: Bruce DeSilva's CLIFF WALK


UPDATE: We have our winner and it is Brandon Nagel, of Island Lake, IL (US). Thank you to everyone who participated. Stay tuned for the next giveaway. And thanks for visiting The House of Crime & Mystery.
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I know you want it. Badly. With his previous book, ROGUE ISLAND, Bruce DeSilva won both the 2011 Edgar and Macavity Awards for Best First Novel. Both awards. Same year. First novel. Now you could win his eagerly anticipated, brand new one, CLIFF WALK (published by Forge).

Just send me your name and address at housecrimyst@gmail.com before Saturday, May 26th, 10 h 00 am (Montreal Time). This giveaway is open only to residents of Canada and the US, aged 18 and up. Big thanks to Raincoast Books of Canada for making this giveaway possible.

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SUPER WEEKEND GIVEAWAY!

You can win one of two prizes of 2 books each, from some great ECW Press writers. 

PRIZE A-- Two brand new crime fiction titles: "Walking Into the Ocean" by David Whellams and  "Never Play Another Man's Game" by Mike Knowles.

PRIZE B-- The first two books in Edgar Award winner Marc Strange's Orwell Brennan mysteries: "Follow Me Down" and the newly published "Woman Chased By Crows".

UPDATE: winners have been picked at random (by my 6-year old son) and they are: Maryse Lacasse, of East-Farnham (Quebec) CAN, who'll receive Prize B, and Emily Bronstein, of La Mirada (California) USA, who gets Prize A. Congrats to the winners, and thank you to everyone who participated (this was a very popular  contest).
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Contest is open to residents of the US and Canada, but you must be 18 years or older. Just send me by email your name and address (city and state or province is ok for now). To learn more about these writers, just click on their names above. Thank you to ECW Press for making this contest possible.
Contest ends at 16 h 00 (4 pm) Montreal time, on Wednesday, May 16th (2012).
BONNE CHANCE!
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LES ANGES DE NEW YORK par R.J. ELLORY

Frank Parrish est enquêteur à la police de New York. Son père a été un héros de ce corps policier dans les années 80 alors que le groupe d’élite qu’il dirigeait a réussi à bouter la mafia hors de Manhattan. Mais Frank n’a jamais eu la stature de son père. Il n’échappe pas au profil stéréotypé du flic qui a raté sa vie de couple, qui n’a pas vu grandir ses enfants et qui s’adonne trop à la bouteille. Il vient de perdre son partenaire, mort en devoir, et il doit se soumettre à une psychothérapie car il fait l’objet d’une enquête des affaires internes. Des séances qui lui permettent de sérieusement déboulonner son père de son piédestal. Car les méthodes pratiquées par les anges de New York, ainsi s’appellait la brigade spéciale anti-mafia, n’étaient pas très éloignées de celles des criminels qu’ils pourchassaient.

Parallèlement, sa vie d’enquêteur continue et il est chargé d’une affaire à première vue banale, le meurtre d’un petit “dealer” nommé Danny Lange. Une fin prévisible compte tenu de la feuille de route de la victime. Mais la mort de Rebecca, la jeune soeur de Danny, étonne Frank. L’adolescente sans histoire est retrouvée morte dans l’appartement crade de son frère dans un accoutrement provocant et fraîchement manucurée. Qu’est-ce qui a pu entraîner la mort du frère et de la soeur? Parrish ne croit pas au règlement de compte d’une affaire de drogue qui aurait mal tournée.

En fouinant dans l’entourage de Rebecca, il découvre qu’une autre adolescente de son lycée est morte étranglée quelques mois plutôt. Seul point commun entre les deux victimes, le Service à l’enfance qui les avait prises en charge à une époque de leur vie. Il entreprend alors une recherche sur tous les cas de disparition non résolues de jeunes filles âgées de 15 à 20 ans, au cours des 24 derniers mois; car il sent que ces histoires sont reliées et qu’un meurtrier en série sévit dans son district.

Ellory a choisi de réutiliser un canevas de construction semblable à celui de Vendetta*, un précédent roman où il nous livrait une histoire de la mafia américaine époustouflante. La portion historique est à mon avis moins réussie, peut-être parce que le personnage du père m’était carrément antipathique.  C’est l’enquête menée par Parrish qui captive. On est derrière lui, prêt à cautioner tous ses écarts à l’éthique, pourvu qu’il réussisse à épingler l’ordure qu’il traque.

J’espère encore lire Ellory longtemps en espérant qu’il ne tombe pas dans la formule pré-fabriquée.
(Les Anges de New York est disponible aux Editions Sonatine)  


*VENDETTA: En bref, c’est l’histoire du rapt de la fille du gouverneur de la Louisiane et de la course contre la montre pour la retrouver vivante. Son kidnappeur, un vieux cubain, se livre à la police et consent à les aider à condition qu’un obscur fonctionnaire travaillant sur la mafia accepte d’écouter son histoire. Et c’est là que tout le talent d’Ellory se déploie. Il y a eu plusieurs romans sur le crime organisé mais aucun d’une construction aussi dense et bien documentée. L’histoire se déroule sur 50 ans, dans 2 pays, dix villes. Il y a des meurtres, de l’amour, des trahisons et des vengeances, tout cela dans un style unique. Ellory établit de nouveaux standards dans le genre policier.

·     Ne pas se lasser par un démarrage un peu lent. 
·     Pour tous ceux qui ont aimé Seul le silence
·     Pour les amateurs de récit sur la mafia


BIO: R.J. Ellory est né en 1965, en Angleterre. Après avoir connu l’orphelinat et la prison, il devient guitariste dans un groupe de rythm’n’blues, avant de se tourner vers la photographie. Après Seul le silence, Vendetta et Les AnonymesLes Anges de New York est son quatrième roman publié en France par Sonatine Éditions. Il a gagné le Prix des libraires du Québec pour Vendetta. Il sera invite d’honneur au festival Les Printemps Meurtriers, qui aura lieu à Knowlton, QC, du 18 au 20 mai. Vous pourrez aussi le rencontrer à la librairie Chapters du centre-ville de Montréal (1171, rue Ste-Catherine Ouest) le 15 mai prochain, de midi-trente à 13 h 30.


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BLOODMAN by Robert POBI (Review & Giveaway)

(Two signed copies of BLOODMAN to be won. Open to residents of CAN/US/UK/EU, aged 18 and up. Details at the end of the review)
(This review was originally posted at Crime Fiction Lover's website)
Canto XII of Dante’s Inferno takes place in the First Ring of the Seventh Circle of Hell where sinners who used violence against others suffer for all eternity in a boiling river of blood.


Bloodman is Montreal writer Robert Pobi’s first novel. FBI special agent Jake Cole has Dante’s twelfth Canto tattoed all over his body. Cole, who specialises in hunting down killers, is back in his childhood neighbourhood of Montauk, Long Island, to care for his mentally ill father. They have been estranged from each other for nearly 30 years but they still have something in common. While his father is a talented and famous painter, Jake hunts down killers for whom murder is an art. He possesses the uncanny ability to decipher the modus operandi of a killer, to figure out their artist-specific language and the personal symbolism and subtext in their work.


While Jake tries to put his dad’s house in order, he's called to put his talent to use by helping the local sheriff solve the gruesome murders of a mother and her child. As if that wasn’t enough, one of the strongest hurricanes ever is nearing the island. While residents start evacuating, other murders are committed and it becomes clear that the killer is getting closer to Jake, threatening his own wife and young son. It gets even more personal when Jake finds clues left by his father who seems to have known about a possible threat, and might even know who the killer is. But with his father now lying in a hospital bed, heavily sedated following a serious injury, Jake will need to resolve things without him.

LONESOME ANIMALS by Bruce HOLBERT

In Lonesome Animals, we find Russell Strawl, a former sheriff who is the best at hunting down and catching criminals, from the late 1890s to the early 1900s. If they didn’t resist, he’d bring them back to be judged; if they did resist, he’d just kill them: "He killed eleven men in flight because the circumstances made returning them alive too much trouble." He usually just shot them but when he felt it'd be a good sentence, he used a slow and painful death. His reputation grew and became almost legendary, but he also had made many enemies.

Now retired, probably in his early 60s (it's the 1930s), Strawl is hired back by the law to find a vicious serial killer of Native Americans who dismembers the bodies in various fashions. As Strawl goes on the hunt, he is still very much tormented by his past, especially by the blood of innocents that he shed and by the death of his two former wives. He is joined on the road by his adopted son, a Native American originally named Elaskolatat who now calls himself Elijah. 

These two men, who are family in everything except blood, are very different at first glance but much the same in their core. Blood and violence will link them for the rest of their lives. As their journey progresses and as they go down the list of suspects from the crime report, we discover a region and its people, a way of life, and in all of this, a humanity that always keeps an open door for dialogue and understanding, even amidst violence: in every disagreement, be it as non-physical as in discussing different beliefs, or as painful as in choosing between guilt and innocence, or retribution and forgiveness, there is always the possibility of sitting down, talking, and considering every point of view.

A DETAILED MAN by David SWINSON


A former member of the Police Force, be it a detective, a cop, a blood spatter expert, or anyone else who used to own a badge doesn’t necessarily possess what it takes to write a good crime novel. Just because that person has an insider’s knowledge and many years of experience doesn’t mean that it will magically produce a great book. The writing aspect is often overlooked and we’ve all read bad novels written by ex-cops.

David Swinson is a former detective with over 15 years of experience. Fortunately for us, he also writes well. Swinson’s first novel is a convincing and entertaining work that many experienced writers in the crime fiction genre would be proud to have written themselves. The voice of the narrator, Ezra Simeon, pulled me into the story right from the first few lines almost as if it was told to me privately, maybe at some pub while having a drink or two.

Simeon is a detective with the Washington PD. When the story begins, we learn that he suffers from Bell’s palsy, a temporary disorder that partially paralyses the left side of his face. Back from a short medical leave, and still very much self-conscious of his appearance, he is assigned to the Cold Case department where he thinks he’ll probably serve a few years before retiring. Exactly the peace and quiet he needs right now.

LA CHORALE DU DIABLE de Martin MICHAUD (French review)



C’est un inspecteur Lessard amaigri, tentant de mieux s’alimenter et de couper la cafféine, qu’on retrouve dans cette deuxième histoire après “Il ne faut pas parler dans l’ascenseur”. Il est séparé et vit avec son fils. La colocation ne se passe pas sans heurts et son moral en souffre. D’autant plus que sa dernière conquête vient de lui signifier son congé.

Appelé sur les lieux d’un drame familial où un père a massacré sa famille avant de se suicider, Lessard remarque une quantité inhabituelle de mouches dans l’appartement des victimes. Un jeune témoin de l’immeuble voisin dit avoir vu ces mouches et aussi un prêtre dans la cour, la nuit des meurtres. Que venait faire un prêtre sur les lieux du crime?

La scène a de quoi déranger le plus chevronné des enquêteurs et Lessard ne peut empêcher des souvenirs très personnels de refaire surface. Il est le seul rescapé d’un coup de folie de son père qui a décimé toute sa famille. Dans les moments de déprime de l'enquêteur, son petit frère Raymond revient à l’occasion lui tenir compagnie;  Lessard ne s’est jamais pardonné d’avoir survécu à ce drame. Le fait d’enquêter sur une histoire similaire le remue plus qu’il ne le voudrait et son supérieur finit par le mettre au repos lorsqu’il veut pousser les recherches au-delà des premières constatations. La théorie des meurtres suivi du suicide ne le satisfait pas et, se fiant à son instinct, il décide quand même de poursuivre l’enquête avec l’aide de contacts privilégiés à l’intérieur de l’escouade. Il s’aperçoit cependant assez vite qu’il n’est pas seul en piste.

GUEST POST #1: JOHN MCFETRIDGE


This is the first guest post at The House of Crime & Mystery and I'd like to make it a regular trend. If you're a writer and would like to let people know about your work, please send me an email. I hope you'll take the opportunity to let my visitors learn (or learn more) about your stories, characters, inspiration, etc. Don't be shy.
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The Idea is the Question
by John McFetridge



My four novels so far are a kind of loose series with many characters – from both sides of the law - appearing in all the novels but never as the main characters in any one novel.
        
But if not one main character, I do think the series has one main theme – everything I write seems to be interested in how people choose which ‘group’ to identify with and how that keeps people apart or brings them together.
        
I say, “seems to” because this isn’t something I set out to do.
        
I grew up in Montreal at a time when personal identitfication was a big deal – were you a federalist or a seperatist? If you were English it was assumed you were a federalist. But were you English or allophone? Irish-Canadian or Italian-Canadian? In the early 70s seperatists were usually identified as left-leaning socialists but what if you were an English left-leaning socialist union member with little interest in the ROC (Rest of Canada – most of us in Montreal at the time couldn’t see any difference between Toronto and Calgary)?
        
Or, the biggest issue, the one that started the most arguments, destroyed friendships and ripped families apart – and the one that is threatening a return to centre stage in Quebec – were you a Canadiens supporter or a Nordiques supporter?
        
As I said, I didn’t set out with a plan to follow a single theme or even to write a series. I’ve never really had much of a plan beyond working on what’s directly in front of me but over the course of a few books this theme has emerged.

DEAD HARVEST by Chris F. HOLM



After reading Chris F. Holm’s short story collection 8 Pounds, I knew he was freakin’ good, but he still had to prove it in long form. Here’s what he came up with to convince us:

A novel titled DEAD HARVEST.

He used to be Sam Thornton; for the past sixty-five years, he’s been a collector of souls. When someone’s time has come, the Collector takes the soul away, sends it to Heaven or Hell while the body dies.

But when he is sent to collect the soul of Kate MacNeil, a young woman who has just murdered her entire family and thus needs to literally go to Hell, the Collector doesn’t follow orders. ‘Cause something’s wrong. The girl’s soul is still pure, which means that she can’t be a murderer. Or is she?

TUMBLIN' DICE by John McFETRIDGE


(review published at Crime Fiction Lover's website)

In music, I like bands and singers who explore not only different themes and styles, but also try different sounds and voices. Same with writers. As some of them will tell you, everything has been said already, you just need to take a new approach, keep things fresh, and tell your story honestly.

After four books in his “Toronto Series”, John McFetridge decided to take his show on the road. Sort of. In “Tumblin’ Dice”, the story centers on a music band from the ‘70s called The High. They make a comeback tour playing gigs in casinos where money can be made in more ways than one. The band wants to get their fair share, especially Cliff, the singer, and Barry, the drummer, who both feel they’re owed money by their former manager, Frank Kloss. He is now entertainment manager at a casino where the band stops for a show but he has other fish to fry, so to speak, as there’s a war going on in the criminal underworld. The Saints of Hell, a gang of bikers, is plotting against mobsters from Philadelphia for the right to run the casinos. Sex, drugs, money and rock’n’roll abound. Dead bodies too.

Meanwhile Ritchie, The High’s lyricist and lead guitarist, gets reacquainted with former lover Angie, who happens to be working for Kloss. There’s a large cast of cops, detectives and special agents from Canada and the US who are working together, exchanging info and interrogating murder suspects. Business as usual for them. But as they’re trying to make sense of the events unfolding in and around the casinos, especially the case of “Boner”, a guy who never seems to be able to kill the right person, they also work other cases. One of these is the suspicious death of Amaal Khan, a teenage girl who might have been the victim of an honour killing.

All the additional plotlines could have slowed down the pace of the main story but I found instead they added depth to the novel, giving it more juice. If you’ve read John McFetridge before, they’ll fall right back in and enjoy following the familiar faces and places. Plus, you’ll probably notice the new rhythm. McFetridge has decided to go with a simpler, less detailed narration, giving it a clipped tone not unlike a musical beat. It’s definitely catchy –like a good rock song, with a touch of the blues.   

For those who haven't read him before, I’d say his style would appeal to readers of Willy Vlautin or Richard Lange for the character-driven narration, and of George Pelecanos for the depiction of police work. Tumblin' Dice is as good a place to start reading the series as any other book.

In the world he presents, McFetridge never makes the mistake of judging the characters; he shows you who they are and what they do, as an observer would, without taking sides. He possesses a good eye and ear for the world around him and he conjures it convincingly, as much in the way people think and talk as in the way they behave. McFetridge is Canada’s best-kept crime fiction secret, and now would be a good time for the rest of the world to take notice.

You can visit John McFetridge on his website/blog or on Facebook.

JF
March 2012

LOITERING WITH INTENT IS NOW ON MY CRIMINAL RECORD

No, I haven't been arrested. But I've been asked to stop by and hang out.
I'm honoured to have been invited. In fact, I'm not worthy. But hey, I couldn't pass on the opportunity to be part of this great series, CRIMINAL CLASSICS, at Eva Dolan's loiteringwithintent.
While you're there, check out the other guests/loiterers: Allan Guthrie, Doug Johnstone, Garrick Webster, Ray Banks, Claire McGowan, Paul D. Brazill, James Everington, and James Craig. See what I mean? What the heck am I doing in that group? 

Just call me Ringo. 

Anyway, it's not about us, it's about these great books who are not necessarily known as crime novels, but who possess a criminal element at their core.
Books like Daphne Du Maurier's Rebecca, Albert Camus's The Fall, Shirley Jackson's We Always Lived in the Castle, etc.

My own pick is Ian McEwan's The Cement Garden

Come loiter with us.


JF
March 2012
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