Category Archives: Pulp Fiction Thursday

Pulp Fiction Thursday: Brave New World

Dystopian fiction is hot right now. I cannot imagine why. Brave New World was one of the first dystopian novels. It has remained in print since its initial publication in 1932.

Here are two of the many covers Huxley’s book has had over the years:


Pulp Fiction Thursday: Overboard

I found this one on the Pulp Librarian’s twitter feed. It has a killer tagline. Here’s the cover: Worts and all, by George.



Pulp Fiction Thursday: Brain Guy

We need all the comic relief we can get during the winter of our political discontent:


This book title also reminded me of the Brain Guy played by Bill Corbett on MST3K:


Pulp Fiction Thursday: The Food Of The Gods

H.G. Wells was one of the first “grown up” writers I read as a kid. And The Food Of The Gods was my first Wellsian experience. Who among us doesn’t love giant mutant animals going berserk?

The Food Of The Gods has been published in many forms. It has even been adapted as a comic book on two occasions.


Can’t you just imagine the chap in the bowler saying: “What ho. It’s a giant chicken.”


Finally, there was a cheesy movie version made in 1976:


Pulp Fiction Thursday: Johnny Staccato

I had never heard of Johnny Staccato until I went a googling. It turns out to be one of the first examples of a book that was inspired by a teevee series. The series in question was about a shamus/jazz pianist named Johnny Staccato who was played by my countryman, John Cassavettes.

We begin in reverse order with the book.


Here’s a promo image for the show:


Here’s the series theme song:

Finally, it’s time for some serious lagniappe, the pilot episode:

Pulp Fiction Thursday: Fleming, Ian Fleming

My From Russia With Love post got me thinking about Bond, James Bond and the man who created him. Below are three UK paperback first editions of Fleming’s work via the Book Bond.



Pulp Fiction Thursday: The Man In The High Castle


I’ve never read Philip K. Dick’s dystopian novel but I’ve always heard good things about it. The Man In The High Castle seems eerily prescient given that the best case scenario for the next President is for him to be the American Silvio Berlusconi. As to the worst case, I don’t want to go there right now.

I discovered the photo montage below via 8 Clicks From Nowhere. Thanks y’all. Hmm, I wonder if that makes me the Nowhere Man John Lennon went on about. Probably not. I definitely have a point of view. End of bullshit barrage, on with the montage:


Dr. A and I have been binge watching the Amazon series. I highly recommend it. I’ll even grade it: B+, 3 1/2 stars, and an Ebertian thumbs up.


Before the release of season-one, Amazon pulled a promotional stunt that blew up in their corporate face.  It made the public go “Heil, no.” Here’s the pictorial evidence.


Pulp Fiction Thursday: High Priest Of California

A lechery cult in California? I thought the Trumpers wanted to ignore those votes. They might have to reconsider their hostility to California since a lechery cult is bound to appeal to the Insult Comedian.


Pulp Fiction Thursday: Office Party

My friend Kevin sent me pulpy holiday greetings. I’m sharing them with y’all:


Pulp Fiction Thursday: Lady, That’s My Skull

This week’s entry has a clunky title but who among us can resist a head in a box?


Pulp Fiction Thursday: Drums Of Destiny

I’m not sure what the tagline “lusty nights in old Haiti” has to do with drums but it sounds like an enticing destiny.







Pulp Fiction Thursday: Billy Liar

I’ve had mendacity on my mind this week. That brings me to Keith Waterhouse’s Billy Liar. Billy is a British “post-war babe” fantasist. He’s Walter Mitty for his time and place. Like Mitty, he’s more benign than the Trump Tower liar.

Billy Liar was a huge success when it came out in 1959 and remains in print to this very day. Below are two paperback editions:


Quite naturally, the book was adapted for the stage. The original West End production starred the great Albert Finney as Billy.


The 1963 film version of Billy Liar was helmed by John Schlesinger who later won an Oscar for Midnight Cowboy. Finney was otherwise engaged so Tom Courtenay played Billy. It’s a must-see movie classic.


The property had legs as it was made into a Teevee series and the West End musical, Billy.

Here’s the trailer:

Finally, Billy Liar has provided the inspiration for some pretty darn good rock bands.


Pulp Fiction Thursday: The Thursday Turkey Day Murders

As urban commie pinkos, we here at First Draft believe in recycling. This post is a rerun from last Thanksgiving with some musical lagniappe at the end:

If your crazy right-wing Uncle who watches too much Fox News goes off on you today, please do not re-enact this book.

How about some cheesecake for dessert?

Thursday Thanksgiving Murders

When I promise lagniappe, I mean it. So does Elvis Costello:

Pulp Fiction Thursday: Stranger In A Strange Land

Robert A. Heinlein’s Stranger in a Strange Land struck a chord when it was first published. It still had legs when I was a tadpole. I was not the only annoying kid who used “grok” instead of “understand.” I hope y’all grok what I’m saying.


I have an ulterior motive for posing Stranger In A Strange Land. The great rock pianist Leon Russell borrowed the title for one of his best songs. Leon died the other day at 74. He was a genuine original. He will be missed.

Pulp Fiction Thursday: The Case Of The Dancing Sandwiches

It’s national sandwich day hence this book cover:


As a New Orleanian, this day makes me ponder the eternal question: what can a Poor Boy do?

Pulp Fiction Thursday: Hombre

Pulp Fiction Thursday goes to the Old West today, inspired by the Insult Comedian’s “bad hombres” line at the final debate. Time for an early musical interlude:

Elmore Leonard is best known as one of the greatest crime fiction writers of all-time. He got his start writing Westerns: Hombre is one of the best of the bunch, m’am.


Hombre was made into a 1967 movie starring Paul Newman. It’s pretty darn good. It’s showing on TCM on November,5th. It’s worth a look as are these images:



It’s trailer time:

Pulp Fiction Thursday: F. Scott Fitzgerald

In the early paperback era, many authors of “quality fiction” received the pulp treatment. Every once in a while I like to present some of those covers. There’s no time like the present.

Scott Fitzgerald was largely forgotten in the early days of paperbacks. The Fitzgerald revival didn’t begin in earnest until the early 1960’s. I’m glad it happened: I still think The Great Gatsby is one of the best English language novels ever written. It’s a good place to begin this week’s pulp parade:


Jazz AgeBeautiful and Damned


Pulp Fiction Thursday: Jim Steranko

It’s time for a special tin cup rattling edition of Pulp Fiction Thursday. I know that many of you enjoy this feature as much as I enjoy doing it. That’s why you should contribute to our annual fundraiser. For more details, please CLICK HERE.

I promised something special and I meant it. Many pulp fiction covers are the work of artists laboring in obscurity. That’s not the case with Jim Steranko. He’s best known for his work with Marvel during the silver age of comics. Today, we’re focusing on his pulpilicious covers in a variety of genres.




Pulp Fiction Thursday: The Case Of The Crumpled Knave

This cover speaks for itself, he said knavishly.



Pulp Fiction Thursday: Cottage Sinister

I picked this cover because of the sinister blood dripping off the sinister paper in the hand of the sinister man.

Cottage Sinister

I wonder if it was the cottage in this song? Ya never know.