“One of the most remarkable prose stylists to emerge from the noir tradition in this century.”
“Hard-boiled horror, pulp noir vampires, decaying urban souls– you’re gonna need a shower after this one. . . . [Huston] kicks down the door of horror.”
–Fangoria, on Already Dead
There’s only so much room on the Island, only so much blood, and Manhattan’s Vampyre Clans aren’t interested in sharing. So when the Vyrus-infected dregs of New York’s outer boroughs start creeping across the bridges and through the tunnels, the Clans want to know why.
Bad luck for PI and general hard case Joe Pitt.
See, Joe used to be a Rogue, used to work off his own dime, picked his own gigs, but tight times and a terminally ill girlfriend pushed him into the arms of the renegade Society Clan. Now he has all the cash and blood he needs, but at a steep price. The price tonight is crossing the bridge, rolling to Coney Island, finding the Freak Clan, and figuring out what’s driving that bunch of savages to scratch at the Society’s door. No need to look far. The answer lies around the corner in Gravesend. Convenient, all those graves.
From uptown to the boardwalk, war drums are beating. Murderous family feuds and personal grudges are being drawn and brandished, along with the long knives. Blood will spill and, big surprise, Joe’s in the middle. But hey, why should this night be different from any other?
Sunset to sunrise: put off a war, keep your head attached to your neck, and save your girl. Check. Joe’s on the case.
Praise for Charlie Huston and his Joe Pitt novels
“In conceiving his world (a New York City divided by vampire clans, each with different reasons to hate Pitt), Huston gives a fading genre a fresh afterlife. [Grade:] A.”
“[Huston] creates a world that is at once supernatural and totally familiar, imaginative, and utterly convincing.”
–The Philadelphia Inquirer
Huston s third Joe Pitt vampire novel (after Already Dead and No Dominion) takes his Manhattan-based hard-boiled hero on a dangerous trip into the undead communities across the bridge in Brooklyn. The various vampire clans in New York are on the brink of conflict. Leadership has fallen apart, and to make things worse, a Van Helsing is running amok and has recently murdered a longtime supplier of contraband blood. Worst of all, Pitt s AIDS-stricken girlfriend, Evie, is in the hospital failing fast. Once again, he s faced with an almost classical dilemma: infecting her with the vampire virus will destroy the illness that s killing her, but she ll be a vampire. Sent to Brooklyn to meet with a rogue clan of carnival freak vampires, Pitt ends up battling a group of radical Jewish bloodsuckers called the lost tribe of Gibeah. As always, Huston s formidable writing chops are on full display: his action scenes are unparalleled in crime fiction and his dialogue is so hip and dead-on that Elmore Leonard should be getting nervous.
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Ok, I admit it. I wanna be Joe Pitt! He has slowly crept into my literary awards show and receives my bid for best protagonist ever.
Joe makes the hard decisions looks easy, and the easy decisions become ambivalent. What should he do about Evie? Why not just tell Terry and Lydia what really happened? Why not just become the new Daniel, so no one will ever eff with him again?
These are all questions that are answered through deed in "Half the Blood in Brooklyn". Joe Pitt doesn't explain Joe Pitt, much. Not even to the readers....
There seems to be only one more Joe Pitt case remaining. I may wait a week or two before reading it, just so I can savor the anticipation. In case you're wondering, buy this book.
I must now speak to Mr. Huston, as is my way. Dear sir, your execution is almost flawless, except in your depiction of inner city, Black American dialog. If ya down to politic wit a cultural consultant, then I'll drop sum real talk on ya. Not dat ya need me at all. You already know...
Walter Clarke Jr.