DEATH IN SILVER
(April 29, 2004)
FAMOUS LAST WORDS: "Doc Savage is heading straight for a trap from which he cannot possibly escape." Hah. That`s the optimistic view of Ull, leader of the rampaging Silver Death´s-Head gang as the bronze man interferes with their murderous plans.
(SPOILERS further on down the review, just in case you think you might read this tale someday and don`t want to know too much in advance......)
From October 1934, DEATH IN SILVER is a ripping yarn, moving in a blur of action and suspense; Lester Dent and Doc Savage working together at their early peak. It`s funny that I liked this story so much, because it lacks several of the aspects I enjoy best in the early Doc books. There is no frantic trip halfway through to Tibet or Missouri or Brazil; the entire story takes place entirely in the New York metropolitan area (although I suppose the bottom of the harbour is kind of an exotic place for a battle). Three aides are also AWOL for the first time. Renny, Johnny and Long Tom are away on their (professional) affairs, and although we are left with the antics of Monk and Ham instead, those two chums spend much of the story tied up and quiet. Also, Pat Savage turns up just long enough to get bonked over the head and abducted along with the babe of the month, so we don`t get to see enough of her either. Drat.
On the other hand, this leaves Doc himself on stage for the entire book, and he is fascinating to watch in his prime. The bronze man is quite human (he shows just enough reaction to make it clear he has normal emotions behind the stoic mask) but he is also really pushing the upper limits of human ability. One of the great joys of the first few years were the amazing gadgets Doc (or actually Lester Dent) came up with. They might not have worked quite as well if you had tried them in real life, but their ingenuity always makes me smile. I especially like the tiny black seeds which explode like a firecracker when stepped on.... every homeowner should have a few of these by the door in case they suspect their kids are sneaking out at night.
There is not much superscience in this yarn, either, no oxygen destroyer or invisible bandits. Just about all the action here could plausibly take place. Manhattan is puzzled at first by a few inexplicable murders committed by thugs wearing silver outfits, complete with hoods whose dark eyes and mouthholes make them resemble skulls (thus, the Silver Death's-Heads). Then in one night, the gang goes on a blitzkrieg of crime, holding up jewelry stores and movie theatres, blowing open a bank vault, using machine guns and gas with enthusiasm and the citizens groan, "Not another whacky mastermind and his masked killers." (There had been quite a few of them by 1934 in the pulp universe.)
In an example of poor judgement, the silver goons assassinate a shipping executive who is tied in with them in some unexplained way, and they do it with a three inch artillery shell into his office. Quite a trick, but then they have their own small submarine out in the nearby Hudson River, which also explains how they make their getaways. Unfortunately for them, the penthouse of the building they have just blasted contains the lab and living quarters of Andrew Blodgett Mayfair. Ham is visiting Monk, when the attack occurs, they shortly after see a man dressed in silver use a bow and arrow to kill a witness who knew too much, the horns blow and the hounds bay and the chase is on.
Since Monk and Ham are promptly knocked out and hauled away by the gang, Doc mostly acts on his own tracking them down and investigating the silver gang. He shows some nice deductive ability as well as forensic technique, engages in a grenade tossing fight inside an apartment building, and even gets to skulk around in one of the disguises he loves so much. Along the way, he picks up a pair of incidental characters and naturally, one of them has to be the secret mastermind behind the Silver Death's-Heads (this is part of the formula; sometimes it`s obvious, sometimes it works fairly well.)
A bloke named Ull is field leader of the silver gang but he`s not the big boss behind the scenes. Actually, Ull is quite impressive in his own right. His real name is Don Ull, and "he served a term n Sing Sing for manufacturing pineapples for gangsters. In the United States Patent Office he has over a dozen electrical inventions registered, some of them extremely clever. " Despite his scientific knowledge, he`s cold enough to execute a wounded gang member rather than leave him behind. Ull is sort of like a minor Lex Luthor, not quite a genius enough to be on a par with Doc, but enough to understand the bronze man`s methods and counteract them.
Ull has come up with a great password substitute for his band; they all wear identical watches synchronized two minutes and fifteen seconds fast. That`s a creative touch that almost gets lost in the energy and inventiveness of one of Dent`s 1934 stories.
Ham Brooks actually gets to do something useful with his specialty (for a change), being sent by Doc several times to do some research and get some facts. Actually, Brigadier General Theodore Marley Brooks finds out the real motive behind the gang`s activities and even points the finger at the culprit early on. For once, the lawyer sounds like he actually knows his trade ("Recapitalization with each merger, and flotations of immense stock issues which were disseminated to the public" -- he explains again in smaller words for Monk. Ham`s legal skills never get shown much on stage, but I imagine he spends a lot of time getting permits and making court appearances so Doc can be free for more critical matters.
The big finale involves the showdown seventy feet below the surface of the Hudson between the silver gang`s submarine and Doc`s own craft. Fans of the Helldiver, previously seen in THE POLAR TREASURE and THE PHANTOM CITY, will be glad to see it back in service. Dent loved boats of any kind, what can I say, and his writing always perks up when the characters hit the water. The Helldiver is described in great detail, including all its new way cool gadgets. Unfortunately, it is after all an exploration vessel, not a fighting craft, and it doesn`t make a good showing against the Death´s-Head pirate sub. Things really look dark fore our heroes, all seems lost, and we get to see what Doc can really do when it`s do or die.
Finally, the cover to the Bantam paperback is one of the very best that James Bama painted, It`s the one I chose to illustrate the first page of my Doc reviews site. Against a grey background, the title in black and the big logo in white, in front of three menacing figures in silver outfits holding spearguns, Doc Savage stands in a classic pose. Backlit, with the famous torn shirt and jodhpurs and skullcap, it`s a great interpretation. |