December 2nd, 2015

Here's an apple I've been keeping in my armpit for you

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Yikes. Customs change over time, but still... I've read about this interesting practice a few times (Desmond Morris mentions it in one of his books), but never more thanjust the passing reference. Evidently, Elizabethan ladies would carry a peeled apple tucked up there during the day and bestow it upon their suitor as a treat. He would show his love by eating it.

I don't know. Certainly, it's possible those guys had a sort of fetish for the taste and odor. Look at all the guys who lose their cool over feet. But I have to wonder if this was a sort of prank that caught on and the women were chuckling to themselves, "Oh, he's hooked. I've not only got him under my thumb, he's up in my armpit."

Customs Not Likely To Make a Big Comeback Department!

ASSAULT ON MING (Alan Caillou's Cabot Cain)

From August, 1969, this is one of the five Cabot Cain books written by Alan Caillou. Taking a tip from Bantam Books, Avon re-issued them all in 1972 with uniform covers that showed a large pose of Cain in action-- while below was a smaller rendition of the same figure in a scene from
the book. A nice touch is that Cain was shown as towering over the other men on those covers, something that wasn't done often on the Doc Savage covers.

In fact, these books read very much like a Doc Savage book from, say, 1947, told in the first person. Cain is a physical giant, six feet seven inches tall and weighing over two hundred pounds (although that weight would make him pretty gaunt; three hundred would be more
realistic). He is also a multi-talented literal genius, dropping references here and there to the classes he's taught at Stanford and the Sorbonne, and the advanced degrees he has in a wide range of fields. Cain casually seems to be an expert on everything, but he doesn't boast
or make a production of it, which is how Doc would treat his own knowledge.

Also, Cain is independently wealthy and will sometimes accept freelance assignments from Interpol-- unofficially and with no fee-- if he thinks the situation justifies his intervening. He doesn't carry a gun, although in dire emergencies, he may use one. The Cabot Cain books could be easily re-written into Doc Savage adventures with only a few details altered, and they would be pretty good ones at that.

As far as I've been able to find, there were five of the books, each with a title beginning ASSAULT ON. These were MING, AGATHON, FELLAWI, KOLCHAK, and LOVELESS. In 1975, ASSAULT ON AGATHON was made into a film, directedby Laszlo Benedek and starring Nico Minardos as Cain. From all accounts, it was a rather pedestrian spy thriller, with its Greek locations its
main point of interest.

Caillou was a fine writer of adventure stories, having a list of television and film credits that most relevantly includes his work on THE MAN FROM U.N.C.L.E. (he was the writer who developed Ilya Kuryakin into the personality fans know) and he also had a similar number of
acting credits. If you remember the bizarre and short-lived spoof QUARK, Caillou played the administrator with the giant head.

ASSAULT ON MING is told in a clear, expressive style that works in huge amounts of background on Macao painlessly. In this book, Cain agrees to find an ex-gangster's daughter who has gone off on a suicide mission against the rival warlord, Alexander Ming, who got her hooked on heroin. The plot is solid and reminiscent of Ian Fleming (particularly in the constant mention of specific brand names), but worked out a bit more carefully and revealing just enough twists and surprises to keep those pages turning. Caillou builds the action up to a final sea battle between an old junk and a helicopter, a scene that would work very well on film.

There is a wonderfully evocative character who meets and works with Cain, a tiny Chinese woman named Mai Cho-Sing. She works as a bodyguard for a Macao madam, and despite her demure, fragile appearance, was raised on martial arts. Every time she goes into action, there is a bit
of mayhem that startle even the hardened thugs they're dealing with. (She smiles at Cain after a burst of violent action and says,"Impressed?") For once, the semi-romance that develops between the hero and the adventuress he meets is believable and understated, and gives
the final few paragraphs real poignancy. And thank you, Alan Caillou, for not gratuitously killing Mai off, just so Cain has a reason to go for revenge. I am SO sick of girlfriends being slaughtered to justify a fight scene that would have happened anyway.

As a final nod to Doc, Cain has to climb a thin nylon cord barehanded, and he remarks how difficult it is. His hands are "a bloody mess" when he's done. He would probably like to know how the Man of Bronze managed to hustle up and down that silk cord so easily.

GOING ON INDEFINITE HIATUS

Hey, my friends. I started the first Retro-Scans (which is still up) in April 2008. Even before that, I had been writing hundreds of pulp reviews on Usenet (remember Usenet?). When all the space allotted by LiveJournal was filled, this More Retro-Scans took over to carry on. It has been a huge amount of fun but, you know, when a hobby starts to become a chore, it's time to give it a rest. Retro-Scans has thousands of reviews and commentaries and annotations and what not archived here already. There are other activities I want to try while I still can.

Thanks again for all the comments and conversation. I will always be touched and grateful by all the support I received from you guys a few years ago when I spent a week in ICU and couldn't go online for a month after that. Your concern meant a lot to me then and I will always remember it.

Retro-Scans will stay up forever as far as I have anything to say about it. And, inevitably, I will start getting ideas for new topics and reviews and general tomfoolery, and the whole thing will start up again. So I will then send out messages to you all and hope you come back.

As our Lajka reminds us each year, yell out "Merry Christmas" loud and clear to those you love. Give them big hard hugs and tell them how much they mean to you. None of us have forever and we have to be good to each other while we can.

UPDATE DECEMBER 10Just popped by and I am so touched by all your comments. Honestly, I'm all mushy and sentimental reading them. Thanks again, be back soon!

---Doc