Arthur HaileyRecensioni

El maestro del mal
Jim Hougan
Publicado: 2005 | 349 páginas
Novela Intriga

Cuando unos mellizos de seis años desaparecen en una feria medieval, su padre inicia una desesperada búsqueda que le conducirá hacia un escalofriante mundo de antiguos rituales litúrgicos. Un expredicador fascinado por la magia, un hombre siniestro apodado El Flautista, solía utilizar trucos para impresionar a los fieles durante sus sermones, y ahora es el protegido de un millonario de gustos truculentos. Su enorme casa, Mistère, rodeada por una gigantesca verja metálica y protegida por guardas, perros y cámaras de seguridad, es más parecida a un castillo misterioso que a una finca californiana. Allí se realizan unas reuniones secretas que evocan tétricos rituales antiguos, en los cuales los mellizos juegan un papel fundamental.

A thrilling read set in the world of 1950s American hospitals and their power relationships. The reader is invited to explore how they would cope with being married to a disabled person.

This is one of the better ones from Hailey, with plenty of background story, lots of threads being pulled together and a believable level of big corporation workings. [return][return]Set around the workings of a TV newsroom, this has the workings from the top to the bottom of how to get an evening News programme to air (long before 24 hour TV was invented), and what people would do to get - or be - the story

Another widereaching story from Hailey, this time dealing with banks.

As the day begins at First Mercantile American Bank, so do the high-stake risks, the public scandals, and the private affairs. It is the inside world where secret million-dollar deals are made, manipulated, and sweetened with sex by the men and women who play to win.

It's a little dated (written around 1975, and just after Watergate), but the underlying principles are still the same - the moving of money, the gold standard, the relationship of the bank managers to the tellers, investigations into wide fraud etc.

Hailey is showing his strengths in showing both the wider view, plus the small personal details. There's the security men, the Branch and the Bank Mangers, the tellers and enough background story to explain why they do what they do, and the principles they adhere too

The book that launched the TV series of the same name.[return][return]Once again displaying Hailey's ability to show both the large and small detail of a big entity (being a hotel, or a bank or an airport).[return][return]This tells the story from the point of view of the manager of a medium sized independant hotel that is slightly down on its luck and on the verge of being brought out by a large chain of faceless hotels. The small things (the small frauds, the fire alarm causing evacuations, the tarts touting for business in the bar) to the larger issues, such as trying to keep the hotel afloat whilst preventing the hostile takeover. [return][return]You can imagine that the overall day to day details and challenges of running a hotel havent really changed so although this was written 40 years ago it hasnt really dated that much

A good novel for its time, though not a genre I'd likely read again now in 2023.

Not anywhere as good as HOTEL, and really outdated, but I enjoyed it regardless. Once the story got rolling about 25% of the way through, I enjoyed it.

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Arthur Hailey had a gift for finding locales for his novels that exploited the curiousity of the audience for finding out about often mentioned but little understood functions. At this point, the Foreign Affairs ministry of the USA. It is entertaining in the fashion of the 1960's and quite informative about the procedures of international relations. World War Three is once more, delayed, by the way.

Román z prostředí deitroitského automobilového koncernu líčí veškeré činnosti i život a vztahy lidí s ním spjatých.

V románu o pěti dramatických dnech prožitých personálem i hosty v hotelu autor na pozadí tragické události poutavě popisuje vztahy lidí v mezní situaci, odhaluje skryté sobectví jedněch a neokázalé hrdinství druhých.

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Did you ever wonder why hotels and motels switched to those irritating plastic cards to be used for keys, when half the time they don't work?
I liked the character Keycase, because while he was a thief, Hailey had him steal twice from the rich, and once from a drunken pendejo harassing a dancer from a stripbar.
Hardcover 1965
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"Both incidents were disappointing, but an old experience. Keycase continued to observe. he was a patient man. soon, he knew, what he was waiting for would happen.
10 minutes later his vigil was rewarded.
a florid-faced, balding man, carrying a top coat, bulging flight bag and camera, stopped to choose a magazine on his way to the departure ramp. at the newstand cash desk he discovered a hotel key and gave an exclamation of annoyance. his wife, a thin mild woman, made a quiet suggestion to which he snapped 'there isn't any time." Keycase, overhearing, followed them closely. good! As they passed a trash can, the man threw the key in.
for Keycase the rest was routine. Strolling past the trash can, he tossed in his own folded newspaper, then, as if abruptly changing his mind, turned back and recovered it. at the same time he looked down, observed the discarded key and Palmed it unobtrusively. A few minutes later in the privacy of the men's toilet he read that it was for room 641 of the St Gregory hotel."

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"in a Bourbon Street stripjoint the big hipped blonde leaned closer to her male companion, one hand resting on his thigh, the fingers of the other fondling the base of his neck. 'sure,' she said. 'sure I want to go to bed with you, honey.'
Stan somebody, he had said he was, from a hicktown in Iowa she had never heard of. and if he breathes at me anymore, she thought, I'll puke. That's not bad breath in his mouth; it's a direct line from a sewer.
'wadda we waitin' for, then?' The man asked thickly. he took her hand, moving it higher on the inside of his thigh. 'I got something special for you there, baby.'
she thought contemptuously: they were all the same, the loudmouth chawbacons who came here – convinced that what they had between their legs was something exceptional which women panted for, and as irrationally proud as if they had grown it themselves like a prize cucumber. Probably, if put to a real white-hot test, this one would wind up incapable and whimpering, like others. But she had no intention of finding out. God! – that stinking breath....
'listen,' the man from Iowa said impatiently, 'whyn't we blow?'
'I already told you, sugar. I work here. I can't leave yet. I got my ACT to do.'
'piss on your act!'
'Now, honey, that's not nice.' As if with sudden inspiration, the hippie blonde said, 'what hotel you staying at?'
'St gregory.'
'that's not far from here.'
'Can have your pants off in 5 minutes.'
She chided: 'won't I get a drink first?'
'you bet you will! Let's go!'
'Wait, Stanley darling! I've an idea.'
The lines were going exactly right, she thought, like a smoothly running playlist. and why not? It was the thousandth performance, give or take a few hundred either way. for the past hour and a half Stan whoever-he-was from somewhere had docilely followed the tired old routine: the first drink – a try-on at four times the price he would have paid in an honest bar. then the waiter had brought her over to join him. they had been served a succession of drinks, though, like the other girls who worked on bar commission, she had had cold tea instead of cheap whiskey which the customers got. and later she had tipped off the waiter to hustle the full treatment – a split bottle of domestic champagne for which the bill, though Stanley Sucker didn't know it yet, would be $40 – and just let him try to get out without paying!
so all that remained was to ditch him, though maybe in doing so – if the lines kept going right – she could earn another small commission. after all, she was entitled to some sort of bonus for enduring that stinking breath.
He was asking, 'wha' idea, baby?'
'Leave me your hotel key. You can get another at the desk; they always have spares. Soon as I'm through here I'll come and join you.' She squeezed where he had placed her hand. 'you just make sure you're ready for me.' .....
some 2 hours later, at the end of a day as dreary as most – though at least, she consoled herself, a little more productive – the big-hipped blonde sold the key for $10.
The buyer was Keycase milne."

This book is sexist, like most books published at the time. For example, The author talks about a 'big-hipped blonde,' does he ever talk about men with big butts? With big man-boobs? Granted the house security officer is talked about as 'waddling along,' but it's nothing like the descriptions of the women in the book.

The author has the protagonist stand up for civil rights. At a convention for dentists, one of the dentist speakers is a black man. As he is registering, the desk clerk pushes a registration form towards him, and then when he looks up and sees that the guest is black, he snatches back the registration form.
at the end of the book, when the protagonist has been promoted, he says that one of the conditions of him accepting the post is that black people will be allowed as guests in the hotel.

The multi-millionaire who has offered to buy the St Gregory is a typical rich pendejo. Whenever I read the parts of the book about him, I pictured Trumpedo. He's been with a young woman, his escort/girlfriend, for a year, and he's getting ready to dump her for an up-and-coming Hollywood star.
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" 'I'm afraid - tomorrow morning. You'll fly directly to Los angeles. Hank lemnitzer will meet you.'
dodo moved her head slowly in assent. the slim fingers of one hand went absently to her face, brushing back a strand of ash-blonde hair. it was a simple movement yet, like so many of dodo's, profoundly sensuous. Unreasonably, O'Keefe experienced a jealous twinge at the thought of Hank lemnitzer with dodo. Lemnitzer, who had managed the groundwork for most of his employer's liaisons in the past, would never dare to trifle with the chosen favorite in advance. But afterward... Afterward was something else again. He thrust the thought away.
'I want you to know, my dear, that losing you is a great blow to me. but we have to think of your future.'
'Curtie, it's all right.' Dodo's eyes were still upon him. Despite their innocence, he had an absurd notion they had penetrated to the truth. 'it's all right. You don't have to worry.'
'I'd hoped - about the movie role -you might be more pleased.'
'I am, curtie! Gee, I really am! I think it's swell the way you always do the sweetest things.'
the reaction bolstered his own confidence. 'it's really a tremendous opportunity. I'm sure you'll do well, and of course I shall follow your career closely.' He resolved to concentrate his thoughts on Jenny laMarsh.
'I guess...' There was the slightest catch in dodo's voice. 'I guess you'll go tonight. Before me.'
making an instantaneous decision, he answered, 'no, I'll cancel my flight and leave tomorrow morning. tonight will be a special evening for us both.'
as dodo looked up gratefully, the telephone rang. with a sense of relief for something else to do, he answered it."

This book has a happy ending; one most readers will like. It is, after all fiction. Though dated, this book still allows the reader to see the many employees needed for the multiple functions going on in a big hotel. For example, there's no technology in the hotel. It also shows you ways that a person who never worked in a hotel would think of, in which side hustles can be made. I'm sure it's a lot harder now, what with technology, for employees to siphon off profits.

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In Wheels, the author tells a comprehensive story about the auto industry in the early 1970s—from the inception of the design, to the assembly line and onto the sales floor. He also takes us inside the less glamorous side of the industry—politics, power struggles, greed, and corruption—that lurk beneath the surface. Well-written and filled with memorable characters, this is a must-read for Arthur Hailey fans.

Uma saga de poder. Usuários dos serviços de gás e eletricidade entram em conflito com a Golden State Power & Light quando a cidade fica às escuras.
Uma grande empresa de energia elétrica vê-se envolvida numa cadeia alucinante de interesses e paixões que podem levar a um prolongado blecaute. Para isso, conjugam-se as ações de políticos, ecologistas e sabotadores. O que fazer diante da catástrofe

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So many plot-lines woven together.
Very interesting. It was a little tedious at times.
I never saw things coming together the way they did.

Detective has all the elements one would expect from a novel by Arthur Hailey - a close-up view of the workings of an industry, this time the Homicide division of the Miami Police Department, some memorable characters, and a compelling story that binds everything together and keeps the reader engrossed. Though there was a bit too much detailing and some predictable turns of events, I could not put this novel down, sleeping late in the nights and getting late for the office in the mornings for the past few days... This one is another satisfying read from one of my favourite authors!

This has all that one expects from an Arthur Hailey book - deep insights into the workings of an industry, this time a big hospital, as well as into the minds and hearts of the people involved. There is a bit of everything in this novel - suspense, drama, romance, comedy, tragedy - all put together in an engaging narrative that holds the attention of the reader. I had a good time reading it and, as usual with Hailey's works, came out with a little bit more knowledge about the healthcare industry.

Arthur Hailey, the master of fiction-with-realistic-settings, has taken Canadian politics as the backdrop for In High Places. As can be expected, he has presented the human side of politics with all things good, bad and ugly. Though it is an engaging read right through, for someone who has read and enjoyed most of his works for the inside details that he provides of the industries in which the stories are set, it is somewhat unsatisfying. It feels as if Hailey was on a deadline to finish writing this novel. Or else, Canadian politics is, maybe, not as colourful as that of many other nations and, choosing it as the setting, Hailey could do nothing more. That said, I enjoyed this one too, though not as much as I had done his other great works. So it is between 3 and 4 stars, rounded up to 4 due to my bias towards Hailey!