The Hunter by Richard Stark.

I didn’t know the difference between Richard Stark’s Parker books and adapted movies in watching the last, but it is lovable to see that almost every based flick turns one formula about heist into different and inventive all time. Now, I finally got an access to novels, of which the writer made twenty-four, by starting with the first one: The Hunter.

It would be reading for one day. A book has a loose and stream-of-conscious writing akin to an unstoppable moving train. Sometimes it wants to be noir, but that closer to being a pulp. Sometimes the author took a laziness by listing actions, which was one of reasons led me to over. Overall, the book was easy in reading.

Parker intrusively shines as an anti-hero from the very first words and demonstrates a respective behavior in the few following pages. However, normalization comes, showing that he can do not only insolent acts.

Comparisons with movie adaptations emerge, in which even Point Blank–with a disgusting anticlimax ending–cleans out a needless and brings an elegance in how heist occurred. Certainly, Payback Director’s Cut is the only one that should be used (it would be a flawless feature if it hadn’t that little of comedian elements). This movie removes storyline’s holes. I was in misunderstanding reading that Parker’s wife isn’t capable of suicide, but she does it in the next night without a point.

Stark didn’t intrigue with the heist in which a little group destroys army without depicting details, and that action without a common sense. A gang lands on an island belonging to the army and gets attacked by two soldiers whom Parker kills. The other fifteen uniformed men don’t come on machine gun’s noise immediately and don’t report to the outside world. The group took money without resistance, which happened later. The describing of slaying of these militaries was that facts in a report.

Only questions. Parker escaped from a jail and killed a guard, but nobody is looking for him. A man walks in New York free. That detail reasonably doesn’t exist in Payback. Or the lead personage should have heard how one of his associates was killed if he was nearby–that person was detected with gunshots. Moreover, no human appeared on the rattling guns in that hotel. Parker could bleed without intrusion.

It wasn’t a low-level writing, but it has such confusing sentence, “Mal was sitting there, grinning, waiting for Parker’s hands. He didn’t know he was waiting for Parker…”

I had an intention to read some of the other books mostly because they were adaptations for the silver screen, but scrolling down one of them, which was The Seventh, revealed a contrast with the plot. The experience with The Hunter put idea with taking in eyes of anything other for good.