GoodReads meta-data is 254 pages, rated 3.69 by 397 litizens.
Genre: krimi
Verdict: I wanted to like it but didn’t.
Setup: In November 1941 Edgar Rice Burroughs, yep père Tarzan himself, has taken a vacation in Waikiki to finish a book free from distractions of home and hearth. One of his sons has tagged along to carry the luggage. Burroughs is a man’s man and mixes with the uniforms that populate Hawaii, and distrusts 40% of the local population who are Japanese. In addition there is German in the next door cottage, who can only be up to no good.
A ’man’s man’ to be sure but at this time in his life Ed B was a teetotaller who did not smoke. Real men did both to prove their manhood. However Ed paid his manly dues by killing defenceless creatures for sport, and making sexist and racist remarks.
ERB was prone to bad dreams (caused by indigestion) and these he dutifully recorded in his adventure stories. Hmmm. We can be glad he did not have diarrhoea.
There is nice hook at the start that describes the 3000 deaths in the attack on 7 December as murders, and then adds to that total the murder at the start of this story. Clever, but insubstantial. Too much hindsight after that as everyone assumes a war with Japan is coming. More likely many thought that little yellow Nips would not dare take on those manly men.
Enjoyed the description of our home-away-from-home Waikiki as it was in late 1941. While much has since changed some things have not, like Fort DeRussy.
Read it before but doing so again on the Kindle.
Does it really matter what colour trousers each character wears, tan or white, linen or cotton? Max seems to think so, padding out every scene with such useless detail.