“Return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear....”
There’s a certain number of y’all out there who, upon hearing these words, got (and probably still do) a big, goofy grin on your faces and plopped yourself right in front of your family’s radio. Another portion of the blog-reading world, like me, discovered this phrase from cassette copies of the old time radio shows and loved them just as much as the original airings. Then there are those who don’t even know what I’m talking about or the thrills you can get from good, old-fashioned storytelling. Well, good news: there’s a book out there that will remind the old guys and gals of the glory days of storytelling and introduce a new generation to the glory days of the cliffhanger.
Gabriel Hunt at the Well of Eternity is the first book in a series of six that follow the exploits and adventures of one Gabriel Hunt. A two-fisted adventurer in the mold of Doc Savage and Indiana Jones, Hunt is the creation of Charles Ardai, co-founder of Hard Case Crime. Just as Ardai saw a void in the old-school pulp crime novel, so, too, did he see a void in the old-fashioned pulp adventure novel. Come to think of it, I can’t think of another literary adventurer that comes between Savage and Hunt. I know he or she is probably there. I’m just not that fluent in the pulp adventure canon.
And speaking of cannons (yes, I’m being cheesy), this story, written by James Reasoner, starts off with a blast. Gabriel and his brother, Michael, independently wealthy with the $100 million dollar Hunt Foundation, are at a black tie event at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York. A drop-dead gorgeous woman arrives (natch) and makes her way across the museum to give something to Michael. But, before she can, a man with a gun accosts her and a gunfight ensues. The mysterious woman is kidnapped but not before delivering her secret cargo: a bottle of water in an old whiskey bottle wrapped inside an old Confederate cavalry flag.
A car chase follows, then an airboat chase, then another gun fight, and this is all within the first fifty pages or so. Honestly, it isn’t until the end of chapter ten that you get a chapter that doesn’t end with a cliffhanger. It’s our time, and Gabriel’s time, to take a breath. Reasoner’s prose is effortless when it comes to describing action. This is the first book of his I’ve had the pleasure of reading and, holy cow, can he write some fantastic prose that just glide into your brain. As Gabriel tracks down clues first to the flag’s origin and, later, to a distant site deep in the Guatemalan jungle, Reasoner spices the present story with off-handed references to earlier Hunt adventures, giving us the barest glimpse of a life well lived and many adventures to be had.
And the book is just darn funny. Taking it’s cue from the Indiana Jones and National Treasure films, Gabriel Hunt finds himself in some dreadful circumstances and, yet, always finds the humor...after the fact. He’s not flippant like James Bond became. He genuinely feels for the allies that fall beside him and holds no remorse for those that need killing. However, he does find time to grin and, since he has the companionship of a different gorgeous woman along the way, he finds time for other things as well.
I read this book with a pencil in hand, circling words and phrases that caught my eye. I’d be quoting half the book if I were to cite them all. There’s a wonderful inside joke in the middle of the book that I won’t ruin here. You’ll know it when you see it. Let me quote a couple of passages just to give you a sense of the fun we’re all having with Gabriel Hunt as our guide.
The only crime he’d [Hunt] committed lately was tampering with evidence. Well, that and discharging a firearm illegally on the Queensboro Bridge. But he didn’t think the men in the SUV could be filing any complaints with the police about the incident.And this:
“Gabriel Hunt,” the man shouted [while deep in the jungle]. “I know your must be here somewhere.”I also quote a couple of sentences in my Two Sentence Tuesday post yesterday.
Cierra glanced over at Gabriel in surprise. Gabriel shrugged.
“Pure adrenaline, pure fun” are the words Ardai used to describe the Gabriel Hunt books in my interview with him back in January. Back then, I couldn't wait for May. Now, I can hardly wait until August when the next book is published. As I wrote yesterday on this blog, I haven’t had this much fun with a book since Don Winslow’s The Dawn Patrol.
Since it’s May and that means all the fun popcorn movies are starting to get released, do yourself a favor and pick up Gabriel Hunt at the Well of Eternity. It fits right in with the best of the summer films and you can read it as you stand in line to watch Star Trek.
And if someone sees you reading the book and asks about it, just show them the gorgeous cover (by Glen Orbik), smile, and say “it’s a return to those thrilling days of yesteryear.”