There are a number of writers who I think
are wonderful, but never get the accolades they deserve. These people
consistently write great books, have enough of a following to keep
doing it, but are unknown or forgotten to most of us — including those
of us who read quite a bit.
One such writer is, unfortunately, no longer with us. More about that later.
His name is Eugene Izzi. He is, quite possibly, one of the best
crime writers ever to put words to paper. His stories are set in a
gritty Chicago, inhabited by bad boys, mob bosses, thiefs, burglars and
The Eight Victim
King ot the Hustlers
The Prime Roll
Bulletin from the Streets
A Matter of Honor
He wrote three books under the name Nick Gaitano: Special Victims, Mr. X, and Jaded.
I have most of these books on my shelf. Eventually I’ll have them
all. I have read many of them, but hesitate to read them all because
Mr. Izzi is no longer with us and I want to make them last. I know when
I open an Izzi book that I will not be disappointed. He’s that good.
Now a word about his death. It was officially ruled a suicide, but
there is some controversy about that. He was reportedly found hanging
from a noose outside his office window, with a disk containing several
pages of a new book — one of the scenes describing a man being hung
outside his office window.
I don’t know if this is true. But there were some who said that Izzi
was murdered by a militia group he was researching. Others said he was
merely doing hands-on research that got out of control.
Whatever the case — while this is an interesting side note, it has
little to do with Izzi’s books. If you are a lover of crime fiction, I
urge you to grab as many of them as you can. My first was Bad Guys. A
work of perfection.
Now, I know that many of you reading this have probably heard of Izzi, or your own favorite unsung hero has sprung to mind.
So please share. Tell us who you think deserves more of the limelight than he or she is getting.