In his introduction to The Friends of Eddie Coyle, Elmore Leonard said; The review in THE NEW YORKER nailed it in the opening paragraph by listing these friends of Coyle – the man himself described as “a small fish in the Boston underworld” – the bank robbers Jimmy Scalisi and Artie Valantropo; the gun dealer Jackie Brown; Dillon the bartender, a character to keep your eye on; and a dealing T-man, Dave Foley. They’re the book. They reveal themselves not only by what they do, but also by the way they speak, their sounds establishing the attitude or style of the writing.
To me it was a revelation.
I was already writing in scenes, trying to move my plots with dialogue while keeping the voices relatively flat, understated. What I learned from George Higgins was to relax, not be so rigid in trying to make the prose sound like writing, to be more aware of rhythms of coarse speech and the use of obscenities. Most of all, George Higgins showed me how to get into scenes without wasting time, without setting up the scene, where the characters are and what they look like. In other words, hook the reader right away. I also realized that criminals can appear to be ordinary people and have some of the same concerns as the rest of us
That nails it, too. There are no exclamation points in Eddie Coyle, no weather, no long descriptions of anything and the only dialogue tag is ‘said.’
There’s irony, too, Eddie Coyle actually has no friends. The ending, too, is fantastic.
It’s as good as Swag. Read it, you’ll really enjoy it.
The biggest part of it, I think, is letting the characters tell the story. Eddie Coyle is the same way, there’s no narrator sticking his nose in, there’s nobody with a special ‘moral code’ that needs to be explained. Every character is trying to get something for themselves, but they are ordinary people - just their jobs are gun dealer, bank robber, cop and small fish in the underworld.
There’s also deadpan humour. A black guy walks into the bar and the cop says, “Deetzer, how goes the battle for equal rights?”
“We’re definitely losing.”
Elmore Leonard also said in that introduction, “Five years after EDDIE COYLE, a NEW YORK TIMES review of one of my books said that I ‘often cannot resist a set piece – a lowbrow aria with a crazy kind of scatological poetry of its own – in the Higgins manner.’ And that’s how you learn, by imitating.” Well, I’m really glad to hear that because the reason I finally picked up The Friends of Eddie Coyle was because an editor said my books reminded him of Elmroe Leonard and George V. Higgins (and he also mentioned To Live and Die in LA by Gerald Petievich, so I’m checking that out next). I knew I was imitating Elmore Leonard, I just hadn’t realized how much I was imitating Higgins, too.