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"So you're the private detective, Jake Blake-- "
It's a ripsnorter alright, even if the title is misleading -- there's really only one wild wife in it. It is a twisty surreal hard-boiled trip, though, boasting a teenaged girl with a squirt gun (and she's not afraid to use it) who wants to be a detective, a gay guy anxious to dump his lover and Florence Weintraub, a beautiful but stone cold crazy young woman looking to escape her overly protective father, a socially prominent architect. It turns out dear old dad is not quite what he seems. Then again, neither does Florence. But as loopy as the story gets, it's also chockful of the good ol' private eye stuff you've come to expect from that era thuggish bodyguards, jealous husbands, some nasty violence, some nastier sex and a lot of getting whacked on the back of the head, all as hard-boiled as hell. At one point Blake brutally beats a man to a bloody pulp, then complains, "My blue gabardine was a ruined. I felt more than a little unhappy about it." Charles Willeford wrote poetry, autobiography, and literary criticism, but is best known for his hard-boiled crime fiction, notably the Hoke Moseley series about a Miami police detective. Wild Wives was Willeford's third book,and it's not much more than a novella, really, barely makng it to 100 pages. It was published in a 1956 Beacon edition, coupled with a reprint of The High Priest of California, his previous book. THE EVIDENCE
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