Though better known in it's somewhat milder film version, this is a brisk, brutal crime novel in which a Depression dance marathon becomes a metaphor for the harsh and unrelenting grind of real life. Couple #22, Robert Syverton and Gloria Beatty, have come to Hollywood to break into the movie business, but having had no luck, end up in a spectacle that's like something out of the Roman Coliseum.
By novel's end the couples have been dancing for almost 900 hours, with only a ten minute break every two hours. The 144 couples who started have dwindled down to twenty. Many dropped out early, but many more have been eliminated in the frantic derby races that were instituted to draw in crowds. When dancers merely pass out, which they frequently do, they are awakened with smelling salts or ice baths and pushed right back onto the floor. But times are so bad that Robert has actually put on five pounds during the ordeal--meals are supplied for free--and most of the other contestants have gained weight too.
He's content to keep going, hoping that he'll be "discovered" by one of the film world glitterati attending the marathon or that he can use the prize money to direct a picture of his own. But Gloria is completely fatalistic :
This whole business is a merry-go-round. When
we get out of here we're right back where we
started.
She tries convincing one of the other dancers, who is pregnant, to get an abortion, for the good of the baby, and she continually tells Robert that she wishes she were dead. Suffice it to say she gets her wish.
We tend to want to view our grandparents as having led sheltered lives,
unaware of all the oh-so-tough realities that we face so honestly today.
This almost sadistically frank pulp fiction from 1935 will cure anyone
of the delusion that earlier generations didn't know the score. With
murder, incest, abortion, and the like generously added to a plot about
people entertaining themselves by watching the misery of others, it's like
one of these eliminationist "reality" television shows (Survivor,
Big
Brother, etc.) as conceived by the creative team of Thomas Hobbes and
Charles Darwin. These lives are indeed nasty, brutish, and short.
It doesn't make for a pretty story, but you have to admire the zeal and
energy with which Horace McCoy drives his point home.
(Reviewed:20-Aug-01)
Grade: (B+)
