Denise Hamilton - Los Angeles Noir

The Akashic Books Noir Series, 2007

I write crime novels now, but for a decade before that I was a reporter for the Los Angeles Times. Although Im a native, there are still places I dont know and the landscape changes at such warp speed that its impossible to keep up. Journalism gave me a passport to excavate the citys layers, nose behind the scenes, and interview everyone who wanted to talk and many who didnt.

Walking into the newsroom each morning, I never knew whether Id face a triple homicide at South Pasadena High, a celebrity stalking in Malibu, or a brown bear that lumbered down from the San Gabriel Mountains to splash in someones pool. The city was mythic and alive, pulsing with a thousand short stories unfolding all at once, tales of heartbreak and triumph, survival despite incredible odds and tragedy so horrifying it could have come straight from the ancient Greeks.

Each night when I got home, the voices of Los Angeles played like a broken tape loop in my brain. As time passed, I began to yearn to tell these stories unfettered by the constraints of journalism. Eventually I left the paper and started writing fiction. And if my books have a noir sensibility, well, its a long and hallowed tradition among the citys writers. L.A.s just a noir place.

So when Akashic Books publisher Johnny Temple asked if Id be willing to edit an anthology of new fiction called Los Angeles Noir as part of the Akashic Noir Series, my first thought was that it was a great idea but surely someone had already done it. To my surprise, no one had. Theres a tabloid photo book with that title and a noir cinema book. But what you hold in your hands is the first collection of Los Angeles noir fiction that we know of.

I think youll agree that its about time. Los Angeles is the birthplace of all things noir, starting with the Depression and World War II-era films that oozed an edgy fatalism and sexy recklessness mirroring the social anxiety of the times. Many of film noirs architects were refugees from Hitlers Europe, steeped in Expressionism and existential despair, and they brought that sensibility to the shadows, silhouettes, urban labyrinths, and hard-boiled plots of their movies. Over time, this narrative style infiltrated our waking lives and even our dreams, helping to define how we see the city and to shape the stories we tell about ourselves.

More than a half-century later, Hollywood continues to cast a giant shadow. Maybe its the seductive blur of artifice and reality, the possibility of shucking off the past like last years frock and reinventing yourself beyond your wildest dreams. Maybe its the desperation that descends when the dream goes sour, the duplicity that lurks behind the beauty, the rot of the jungle flowers, the riptides off the sugar sand beaches that carry away the unwary.

Writers like James Cain, Dorothy B. Hughes, Nathanael West, Chester Himes, and Raymond Chandler understood both the hope and the terror that Los Angeles inspires, and they harnessed this duality to create their masterpieces. Hollywood, always a dowsing rod of the culture, reflected it back to the world through film. Even essayists from Carey McWilliams to Joan Didion to Mike Davis gave us prose about Los Angeles thats shot through with noir imagery. When you consider the earthquakes, the fires, the mud slides, the riots, the poverty, the glamour, the wealth, the crime, the crackpots, the cults, the gangs, the scandals, perhaps its inevitable.

Of course, Los Angeles has changed beyond recognition since Philip Marlowe stalked the mean streets. Todays suburbs were orange groves in Chandlers day, and many of the ethnic enclaves that make the city such a vibrant Pacific Rim megalopolis hadnt yet taken root. But the noir essence of Los Angeles never really went away, it just morphed into something more colorful and polyglot. Twenty-first-century L.A. is more noir than ever, a surreal sprawl where the First World and the Third World live cheek by jowl and people are connected across lines of race and class and geography, especially when crime, secrets, and passion intersect.

With Los Angeles Noir, weve brought you the ethos of Chandler and Cain filtered through a contemporary lens, showcasing some of the most innovative and celebrated writers working today. Open these pages and youll embark on a literary travelogue that stretches from the mountains through the hardscrabble flats to the barrios and middle-class suburbs, the mansions of the wealthy, and the shores of the Pacific Ocean where we finally run out of continent. The breadth of talent on display is as exciting and diverse as the city itself.

Weve got National Book Award finalist Susan Straight writing about a group of Rio Seco characters who wash up at a Downtown L.A. bar called the Golden Gopher. Janet Fitch takes us inside a Los Feliz love triangle that evokes the movie Sunset Boulevard, millennial style. Michael Connelly dreams up a classic noir story set on iconic Mulholland Drive, which rode like a snake along the citys backbone, and Robert Ferrignos Yancy delivers a soliloquy about a heist gone terribly wrong in Belmont Shore. Neal Pollack visits a gambling casino in the City of Commerce, where a mafioso and his thuggish bodyguards await the unlucky. Los Angeles Noir also marks the fiction debut of KPCC host, NPR commentator, and L.A. Times columnist Patt Morrison, who weighs in with a sly, Celia Brady-like romp through old Beverly Hills, where losing the best table at a top restaurant is akin to a dagger through the heart anywhere else.

There are newer talents as well, like Naomi Hirahara, whose tale of obsession set in a Koreatown day spa evokes Patricia Highsmith. Many of these stories overlap and layer like the city itself, ending, in true L.A. commuter style, far from where they began. The protagonist in Gary Phillipss story ticks off the changes in his neighborhood-a bar on Wilshire now engulfed by Koreatown, the Ambassador Hotel where Robert F. Kennedy was shot falling to the wreckers ball, his own Mid-City streets invaded by cacti-planting, Southwest-decorating homeowners-as if to ground himself amidst an ever-shifting reality. Brian Ascalon Roleys working-class Mar Vista families watch uneasily as yuppies build three-story glass-and-steel lofts.

This anthology also conjures up fictional landmarks straight out of our collective unconsciousness. When Emory Holmes II describes the Chteau Rouge, a ten-story black marble curvilinear structure on Martin Luther King Jr. Boulevard built by L.A. architect Paul Williams that looked like a fat stack of bop records ready to be played, we think,