Animal and human killings in a mystery involving morbid psychology. A pathologist turns sleuth and ferrets out the answer. Good reading.
-- Kirkus Reviews, Aug 10, 1935
Murderous madman loose in New England valley kills animals and humans until young doctor traps him. Summing Up: Hereby awarded Malignancy Medal for 1935. More nasty people and unpleasant events you'll never find between two covers. Verdict: GhastlyThe Kirkus reviewer seemed to overlook the obvious. Good reading but no warning about the violent, grisly, and over-the-top lurid events you will encounter. Saturday Review hit the nail on the head, and delivered the kind of reaction I would have expected. Near revulsion.
-- Saturday Review, Aug 10, 1935
I have to confess that I was surprised at the level of violence in this book. It ought to have been marketed as a "shocker." When it was twice reissued in paperback editions the sales teams at Popular Library and Ballantine recognized the book for what it really is. Each publisher promised horror and "gruesome surprise" on the covers and chose ominous vultures to symbolize the violent carnage inside the pages. A nice metaphoric touch (the buzzards are mentioned only in passing and never actually appear, by the way) rather than going for a more literal depiction of the book's grisly events. I'm sure that would have revolted even the most bloodthirsty of readers at the time.
I like that punny use of the verb "to ferret." in the Kirkus review above. If you read the book you'll know that several of the victims are animals -- a mix of livestock and household pets -- including two dogs, a kitten, some sheep and goats, and a marmoset. [A what? I hear you say.] You know, that odd primate that fashionable 1930s women desired as an eye catching accessory. If you can't have an ocelot, go for a marmoset, right? One of the eccentric woman characters takes Queenie, her marmoset, everywhere often draping the animal around her neck like some kind of live fur. Very Charles Addams, I say. But enough of all this background and teasing. Don't you want to know what goes on in this wild book? Of course you do –- like a gawking rubbernecker at a highway accident you must be satisfied.
Grindle Oak has fallen victim to a madman on the rampage. Several animals have been mercilessly slaughtered and disemboweled over a period of weeks. Amid all the animal killings little Polly Baines has gone missing. Her father, Jo Baines, asks Dr. Douglas Swanson to help him locate the girl. He doesn't trust the police. Swanson is to meet Baines at the Old Mill Pond the next morning to start their search for Polly. But when Swanson turns up at the site he finds Baines dead, face down in the water. His body is abraded and bleeding, his hands are encased in animal traps. It appears that he has been dragged behind an automobile then his broken torn up body thrown in the creek that feeds the pond. And that's just the beginning of the human violence.
The book is a relentless assault of nightmare visions, a veritable horror show of sadistic torture perpetrated on both human and animal victims. A Sealyham terrier suffers a similar fate to Baines but is rescued before it is strangled by the cord tied around its neck. There is an arson attack, near daily discoveries of eviscerated livestock, and the constant fear that Little Polly will eventually turn up the second of the madman's human victims.
Mark Baines, the mentally challenged son of the murder victim and brother to the missing girl, is one of the more interesting characters in the book. He has a near supernatural command over animals. He can quiet a unruly dog and can run into a burning barn to rescue two horses that seem hypnotized under his guiding hands. But Mark is also known to have been somewhat cruel to some local girls and the townspeople are frightened by his uncanny love for animals and his indifference to people. It is suggested that Mark may have something to do with his sister's disappearance.
Animal research and animal abuse are at the heart of the story. Complaints from anti-vivisectionist groups and the SPCA are directed at the experimental research of Swanson and Antonio Conti, his scientific partner. They are in the process of creating hematologic sera and vaccines and use dogs and other animals as test subjects in their experiments. Both are targeted throughout the story with at least two people and the local deputy gunning for Conti as the sick mind behind the animal killings and torture.
This leads to a discussion of sadism and the possible escalation of a warped mind that finds perverse delight in harming animals to seek out humans as his targets. Abnormal psychology soon becomes the focus of Dr. Swanson's amateur investigation as he begins to suspect that his research partner may indeed have a few screws loose. Then an offhand comment about an infamous historic murder trial sends the story into an arena that is completely unexpected and a surprise ending that caught me completely offguard.
I'll spare you a summary of the most horrific scenes in the book. You'll have to discover those on your own -- if you dare. I have two copies of this book and am willing to sell either one dirt cheap to anyone who is interested in delving further into its bleak world. But it's not for the faint of heart, as they used to say way back when. Gore hounds will love The Grindle Nightmare. All others stay far, far away.
Seems a little too gruesome.ReplyDelete
There's an understatement, neer! ;^)ReplyDelete
I'm wondering if "Grindle" is a misspelled tribute/reference to Beowulf and the killing (& eating, ewwww) spree that goes on there?ReplyDelete
Just a thought that your review and minimal description of murders/horrors prompted...
Bev, I had the same notion!ReplyDelete
John, I had the the same reaction to this book. Forerunner of Val McDermid?
Excellent review 0 I remember being quite impressed with the cold brutality of it when i read it as a teen.ReplyDelete
This is one of the books that Webb wrote on his own I think - is that right John?
Great stuff. The long overdue Quentin / Stagge / Patrick revival is surely upon us, right?
The mosnters are all too human in this book. They could easily be descendants of Grendel.
Excellent analogy. The hardboiled writers liked their gunplay and beatings but I have never found anything this cruel and sick in any of their work from the 1930s. Dragged behind a car with hands in animal traps?! And what happens to the little girl! Oy!
The bibliographic wizards behind Hubin's tome tell me that Webb wrote this and S.S. MURDER with his second partner Mary Louise Aswell. I have some Stagge books lined up in the coming weeks. It'll be my first sampling of Dr. Westlake and his daughter in their sleuthing adventures. Finally found a cheap copy of TURN THE TABLES.
I have the Ballantine edition although I'm not sure if your review makes me want to read it out of morbid curiosity or stay clear of it...ReplyDelete
We always assume today's work is the most graphic, but i guess not.ReplyDelete
I congratulate you, John. You have found something that I will never, ever, couldn't make me even if you put my hands in animal traps, add to my TBR list.ReplyDelete
Now that's an accomplishment! But I would never put those gun toting hands of yours in animal traps. My "Read this...or else!" tagline does draw the line at torture that outdoes anything the CIA could dream up.ReplyDelete
Now I'm finally interested in something published under the Q(uentin). Patrick byline! :)ReplyDelete
I read this book about 30 years ago, when I was 12, in its translation to Hebrew - and I have never forgotten it since! I would love to buy an English edition of it if it is in anyway possible.ReplyDelete
The internet is at your fingertips, my friend. Try hunting at vialibri.net and abebooks.com. I saw several copies out there for sale.Delete
Well, I liked this more than you did. The setting and the characters are splendidly and vividly evoked. I also thought that compared to contemporary writing the grisly bits were handled discreetly and with dispatch.ReplyDelete
The ending was a let down. It is arbitrary, not deduced cleanly, and complicated.
It's a very interesting read in any case.
I think you completely misread this review. I wrote this in the early years of the blog when I aimed the reviews more at my audience rather than reflecting my personal tastes. Despite how it reads to you this is a book I truly enjoyed and marveled at as one of the earliest noir thrillers. I see it as a very subversive book for its time and it impressed my to no end. I actually remember laughing at the level of cruelty and brutality because I couldn't believe what I was reading. The way I presented the book in this post was more for the readers of the blog to shock them into the revelations that a book written in 1935 could be just as violent as contemporary crime fiction. It was intended to be provocative. And it succeeded. Also, I'm proud that this post still shows up in Google searches as a top five result for anyone looking for reviews of The Grindle Nightmare.Delete
You might be surprised at some of what is to be found in bestsellers of the era. King's Row of 1940, or of course Sanctuary from about 1931. Most notorious was Erskine Caldwell, but I have not read him. And, as the apex, the short story A Rose For Emily, by Faulkner.