FranksWrite: Nordic noir comes to the West Country

English crime fiction used to be deeply rooted in traditional murder mysteries, country house investigations and character-driven police procedurals. If Colonel Mustard didn’t do it in the library with a candlestick, then DCI Tom Barnaby would have any Midsomer murder wrapped up by the time the parish clock chimed for tea. Yet the sudden popularity…

Second Life: midlife melodrama

No doubt this will be another blockbuster best-seller and a bad movie to boot. It’s a preposterous, page-turning pot-boiler, in which dull middle-class people do dumb things for the wrong reasons. It indulges the readers’ worst appetite for twist and turns by contriving impossible coincidences and implausible scenarios. It achieves a keep-em-guessing-to-the-very-end atmosphere of uncertainty,…

Movie reviews: DVDs and downloads

Saturday night is movie night. It is in the MMM household at any rate. Mind you, so is Monday night, Tuesday night, Wednesday night and… you get the picture. The motion picture. So we watch an awful lot of films; murder mysteries, sci-fi fantasy, noir (Nordic and otherwise); mainstream, indie, art-house and B-movies. Here’s just…

Masters Of Blood And Bone: full-on dark fantasy

Shocking and gripping from the get-go, this tightly wound tale of gods and monsters had me hooked from the opening pages. The writing veers from slick, Tarantino-style dialogue and rapid narrative to surreal, bewildering sequences, which gradually coalesce into an ambitious plot involving ancient deities, their appalling servants, demons of the abyss and the apocalypse…

FranksWrite: it begins in the middle

The second novel in the Killing Sisters series comes out in September. Even before the first book was released, several short stories set the scene for the main event. Author Frank Westworth explains why he was unable to resist the lure of the back story… There is something monstrous frustrating about writing. And writing provides…

Normal: not by a long way

This is an extremely cleverly-constructed first person narrative, told from the perspective of a psycho serial killer who in many ways resembles a certain Dr Lecter. But this guy lives in England (even though he spells tyres with an ‘I’) and flirts less with authority while he wields the knife, strangles the spark of life,…