Title: Stacked Deck
Author: Frank Kane
Cover artist: Bob McGinnis
Yours for: $8
Best things about this cover:
- I see why she is drawn as a reflection of herself—the whole playing card angle—but dear god this cover would be 10x better if the top half of the painting just Continued. Down. I feel slightly ripped off. Let's just say that McGinnis had a knack for the lower half.
- The upper half is, however, is exquisite.
- Black hearts = nice touch.
- Ooh, short stories. That's cool. You don't see that very often in single-author paperbacks.
Best things about this back cover:
- Love the description of the Hollywood swimming pool as "well-stocked."
- "Debonair" is one of those words that can cut both ways—teeters on the wall between "cool" and "repulsively slick."
- Last line there is a super-weak attempt to drum up some Marlovian mystique. Face it: you're never going to get more succinct and bad ass than "Trouble Is My Business," so don't even try.
He stared glumly at the coffee, pulled himself out of the chair and spilled the coffee into the sink. He lifted the Scotch bottle from the closet, spilled three fingers into a glass.This after a woman left his apartment, telling him that she was going to turn herself in to the police. I can only assume that that last line is an aural pun that is utterly lost in print.
"What a waste of good material," he groaned.
He lifted the glass to his lips, drained it, shook his head sadly. "What a waste!" [end of story]
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