The late Ray Bradbury wrote more than high-tech tales. He should be considered alongside Hemingway and Faulkner.

The late Ray Bradbury wrote more than high-tech tales. He should be considered alongside Hemingway and Faulkner.
A demanding wife vanishes into thin air in Gillian Flynn’s brilliant, blackly comic crime novel, “Gone Girl” – What does a good crime novel do? At the very least, it must lure its reader into the classic rhythm of transgression and retribution, mystery and solution.
An incisive and compelling account of the case of Lucie Blackman. Lucie – tall, blonde, and 21 years old – stepped out into the vastness of Tokyo in the summer of 2000, and disappeared forever. The following winter, her dismembered remains were found.
“Bring Up the Bodies” is a high-wire act, a feat of novelistic derring-do. Mantel makes bold not with form but with the very material that brings most readers to novels in the first place: our imaginative identification with fictional characters.
It’s Vienna, 1914, and everyone is preoccupied with the secret side of life. Lysander Rief, a young British actor visiting the city, learns that the parlormaid in his respectable boarding house has been turning tricks with a fellow guest.
A Spanish crime novel is shaped by the author’s own experience in Franco’s prisons – The Catalan poet, playwright and essayist Manuel Vázquez Montalbán (1939–2003) was also a crime novelist who was acquainted with crime: political and recreational.
In July 1949, a young white couple, Norma and Willie Padgett, told police that 17-year-old Norma had been raped by four black men near Groveland, Fla., setting in motion one of the most dramatic civil rights cases of the 20th century.
The job of the intelligence services is to understand others and help leaders act more wisely, says Tim Weiner, the author of a new history of the FBI. There’s also, he tells us, a balance to be struck between liberty and security.
“Another Time, Another Life” begins on April 24, 1975, with an actual event, the takeover of the West German Embassy in Stockholm by members of the Baader-Meinhof gang in an attempt to force the release of their leaders being held for trial in Germany.
In Bath, England, a privileged teenage beauty, is found horribly murdered beside a canal. Detective Inspector Zoe Benedict is led, by instinct as much as evidence, to suspect a connection to the sex trade and Internet pornography.
How terrible and insincere was Richard Nixon’s smile? In his new novel, »Watergate«, Thomas Mallon glories in counting the ways. It is a thing that »clicked into place«. It is a »rictus«. It is »mirthless« and »mechanical«. It is »automatic and false«.
Make no mistake, Raymond Bonner’s new book, »Anatomy of Injustice: A Murder Case Gone Wrong«, is a movie idea begging to be greenlighted. It would make an ideal vehicle for Sandra Bullock (or maybe Julia Roberts).
As Dickens turns 200, a novelist reads him for the first time, and laments that peers have become so self-obsessed.
Most thrillers do not send Andrew Leonard hustling off to Wikipedia for a refresher course in the Stoic philosophy of the first century A.D. Greek sage Epictetus. But that’s where he found himself before commencing this review of »The Fear Index,« by Robert Harris.
The sixth-season finale solves one mystery but sets up another — will the next two seasons really explore incest?
Salon round table: As »Tinker Tailor Solider Spy« arrives, our expert panel debates the spy novel’s past and future: How did the end of the Cold War change the modern spy novel? Why is it that Cold War tales still seem to resonate so deeply with international audiences?