To say that John D. MacDonald was a hack creates more problems than it solves; to compare him to Ross Macdonald is unfair to both men, who could hardly be more different as writers. While obviously John D. was no Dostoyevsky, and while he can be safely described as a writing machine,his enormous output contains many gems. These are gems in the pulp tradition, and even the best of them could have benefited from more careful writing - but John D.'s ability to spin a yarn was uncanny, and we keep reading even through semi- or totally sloppy patches. Sloppiness is the last thing one could bring up about Ross Macdonald; his novels and short stories are perfectly finished and beautifully proportioned (the repetitiveness of the plots never bothered me; Bergman and Bunuel made the same movie over and over, to great acclaim...) If classicism in style is the thing, he has few rivals in the mystery field, before or after him - among current mystery writers, only Greenleaf and Lyons achieve that kind of perfection in the private-eye field. On the other hand, Ross could not have written the pulpy, spontaneous tales that made John D. famous (and rich). If one denies John D. a place in the pantheon, one is implicitly condemning pulpsters for not being polished, a criticism that has something circular in it and is ironic to boot. Incidentally, Raymond Chandler liked John D. a lot and strongly disliked Ross. Go figure. Regards, Mario Taboada - # RARA-AVIS: To unsubscribe, say "unsubscribe rara-avis" # to majordomo@icomm.ca