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A Simple Plot: Violence, Sex and Royalty Checks

July 18, 2006|Dennis McLellan | Times Staff Writer

Mickey Spillane, whose Mike Hammer private-eye novels generated a post-World War II storm of literary criticism for their level of sex and violence and made Spillane one of the best-selling authors of the 20th century, died Monday. He was 88.

Spillane, who lived more than 50 years in the South Carolina coastal fishing village of Murrells Inlet, died "peacefully at his house with his family," said Brian Edgerton of Goldfinch Funeral Home. The cause of death was not disclosed.

A former comic book writer and Army Air Forces veteran, the Brooklyn-born Spillane arrived on the literary scene in 1947 with the publication of his first novel, "I, the Jury," which introduced his tough-guy New York City private detective.

With his wartime best friend having been found murdered as the novel opens, Hammer vows to avenge his friend's death the same way he was killed, with "a .45 slug to the gut, just a little below the belly button." The book concludes with what has been called the most infamous ending in hard-boiled fiction.

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After discovering that the killer is the seductively beautiful woman he has fallen for, Hammer shoots her with a .45 slug to her naked belly. The book's final three lines:

"How c-could you?" she gasped.

I only had a moment before talking to a corpse, but I got it in.

"It was easy," I said.

"I, the Jury" was blasted by critics. Mystery expert Anthony Boucher called it a "vicious ... glorification of force, cruelty and extra-legal methods." The Saturday Review denounced its "lurid action, lurid characters, lurid plot, lurid finish."

For his part, Spillane let the critical barbs roll off him like Jack Daniels over ice. "I pay no attention to those jerks who think they're critics," he proclaimed in one interview. In another, he said: "I don't give a hoot about reading reviews. What I want to read is the royalty checks."

First published in hardback by E.P. Dutton, "I, the Jury" did not become a worldwide phenomenon until it was released as a 25-cent Signet paperback; by 1952, some 4 million copies had reportedly been sold.

Its success led to a dozen more Mike Hammer mysteries over the decades, including, in quick succession, "My Gun Is Quick" (1950), "Vengeance Is Mine" (1950), "One Lonely Night" (1951), "The Big Kill" (1951) and "Kiss Me, Deadly" (1952).

With Hammer, Spillane secured his place in the pantheon, alongside such mystery greats as Dashiell Hammett and Raymond Chandler. But Spillane was said to have an edge over the more critically acclaimed creators of private eyes Sam Spade and Philip Marlowe.

As Otto Penzler, founder of the Mysterious Bookshop in New York, told the Washington Post in 2001: "While Hammett and Chandler were successful and well-known, they never approached the kind of success in terms of readership and recognition that Mickey has had."

Indeed, Spillane's success spawned a Mike Hammer radio show, a cartoon strip (written by Spillane) and three TV series, one starring Darren McGavin in the late 1950s and two starring Stacy Keach in the '80s and '90s.

"Shortly after being cast in the role," Keach said Monday in a statement, "I had the great pleasure of speaking with Mickey on the phone prior to the filming of 'Murder Me, Murder You,' and I asked him for whatever advice he might have, to which he replied: 'Just wear the hat, kid. Don't do it without the hat.' "

There were also a couple of Mike Hammer TV movies in the 1980s and a handful of earlier motion pictures, including Robert Aldrich's 1955 film noir classic, "Kiss Me, Deadly," starring Ralph Meeker, and "The Girl Hunters" (1963). In the latter, Spillane himself donned a trench coat and hat to become the only mystery writer ever to portray his own fictional sleuth on film.

The stocky, 5-foot, 8-inch writer with a bull neck and trademark crew cut had a theatrical flair for self-promotion. He played himself as a detective hired by wild animal trainer Clyde Beatty to solve a circus mystery in the 1954 film "Ring of Fear," and he played a best-selling writer threatened with murder in a 1974 episode of "Columbo." He also occasionally posed as Hammer on the covers of paperback editions of his mystery novels.

But Spillane achieved his greatest fame as a pop-culture icon when he spoofed himself, again outfitted in the traditional private-eye garb, in more than 110 commercials for Miller Lite beer from 1973 to 1989.

Spillane's celebrity status prompted fans to seek him out at his home in Murrells Inlet, south of Myrtle Beach. He reportedly once pointed his shotgun at the pilot of a helicopter hovering overhead to give its passengers a close look at Spillane's house.

But he typically welcomed fans -- at least those who approached by land -- and he was more likely to reach into an ice chest and offer an uninvited guest a cold beer.

"I have no fans," Spillane told the Washington Post in 1984. "You know what I got? Customers. And customers are your friend."

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