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No Fat, October 19, 2006
I just finished reading Robert Ward's new novel, "Four Kinds of Rain." The thing about Mr. Ward and his writing, and the reason I bought this new book of his, is that he's a true story teller. Anyone who read "Red Baker" knows this. He sticks firmly to the plot. There is "no fat" in his work. What he consistently gives us is a fully-realized novel, devoid of self-indulgent prose.
"Four Kinds of Rain" confirms this. And then some. Here is a story of one Bob Wells, a Baltimore psychiatrist (and by the way, no contemporary writer I know of writes about the great city of Baltimore better than Mr. Ward) who is, shall I say, down on his luck. All his life Bob's been a good liberal guy serving the poor. Until temptation shows up in the name of one his paranoid patients, Emile Bardan.
Emile is an art dealer. And he's owns a priceless work of art - the lengendary Mask of Utu - worth millions.
You may think you know what happens next but this story has more twists than a pretzel. I, for one, really enjoyed the ride.
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7 of 10 people found the following review helpful:
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Top-notch noir, October 5, 2006
Until now, Robert Ward was best known as the author of the classic working man's novel "Red Baker" (1985), and for his work on such television dramas as "Hill Street Blues" and "Miami Vice." For a new group of readers, however, he will be known as the writer of "Four Kinds of Rain," an intriguingly dark and delightful noir novel.
Bob Wells is a psychologist in Baltimore, serving the poor and downtrodden. His patients include a lot of single moms on welfare and homeless vets. He seldom makes a dime, but for this grizzled old activist, that's OK. As he sees it, Bob is the last man in town who never sold out.
Still, even a committed radical like Bob has bills to pay. Such is his desperation that when a paying client -- a wealthy art dealer with paranoid delusions -- finally comes along, the doctor loses his head a little, and starts to forget his instincts.
Bob's greed only magnifies when he meets a woman, the new lead singer of his classic rock band. She's a great gal and they really hit it off. The only problem is, she refuses to have anything to do with a man who's broke.
Clearly Bob needs money. And his new patient has a fortune in rare art. This lucky convergence inevitably leads Bob down a very dark path to larceny, betrayal and, ultimately, murder.
"Four Kinds of Rain" is as black as a chain smoker's lungs, but it's also deviously funny, as Ward takes us into the mind of this very human, but very messed-up man. The plot is twisted and suspenseful, but it's the wonderfully original characters that really bring it all to life. Welcome back, Mr. Ward. We missed you.
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The Noir Way, November 13, 2006
Bobby Wells, journeyman pyschologist, is grasping for the brass ring. He has realized that his college-age mission to help the little people has failed him. His wife gone to marry a sell-out rival. No money, no children, stuck in decaying Baltimore. And suddenly he goes completely sociopathic and plans to betray his most interesting patient and get rich quick.
His transition from do-gooder to serial killer is somewhat rough, but his antiestablishment leanings certainly assert themselves with a vengence. Like many mysteries today this has a screenplay feel to it. But it has enough Chandler-Sayers in it to be a good read.
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