He Died with His Eyes Open

He Died with His Eyes Open As it turns out a dead man can tell storiesMurders are a dime a dozen in Margaret Thatcher s London and when it comes to the brutal killing of a middle aged alcoholic found dumped outside of town S

  • Title: He Died with His Eyes Open
  • Author: Derek Raymond
  • ISBN: 9781612190136
  • Page: 278
  • Format: ebook
  • As it turns out, a dead man can tell storiesMurders are a dime a dozen in Margaret Thatcher s London, and when it comes to the brutal killing of a middle aged alcoholic found dumped outside of town, Scotland Yard has important cases to deal with.Instead it s a job for the Department of Unexplained Deaths and its head Detective Sergeant With only a box of cassette As it turns out, a dead man can tell storiesMurders are a dime a dozen in Margaret Thatcher s London, and when it comes to the brutal killing of a middle aged alcoholic found dumped outside of town, Scotland Yard has important cases to deal with.Instead it s a job for the Department of Unexplained Deaths and its head Detective Sergeant With only a box of cassette tape diaries as evidence the rogue detective has no chouce but to listen to the haunting voice of the victim for clues to his gruesome end.The first book in Derek Raymond s acclaimed Factory Series is an unflinching yet deeply compassionate portrait of a city plagued by poverty and perversion, and a policeman who may be the only one who cares about the people who don t matter and who never did From the Trade Paperback edition.

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    1. A man of little consequence is found brutally murdered and the Detective Sergeant of the Department of Unexplained Deaths is given the case. It seems Staniland, the victim, was a writer, and has left a number of cassette tapes behind detailing the final weeks of his life, notably a woman he's obsessed with named Barbara and a man he calls the Laughing Cavalier. Will the Sergeant follow the same road to madness as Staniland in his quest to find the truth?He Died With His Eyes Open kicks off a ser [...]

    2. “Every day you amass knowledge in a frantic race against death that death must win. You want to find out everything in the time you have; yet in the end you wonder why you bothered, it'll all be lost. I keep trying to explain this to anyone who will listen.”Robert Cook as Derek RaymondThis is the first book of four in the Factory series of detective novels with the nameless Sergeant of the Department of Unexplained Deaths as the protagonist. This department, not a popular department, but a d [...]

    3. I was going to write a review for this but after reading it and watching True Detective I’m convinced that all of existence is meaningless anyhow so why bother?*sigh* Fine. I guess it’ll fill some of the cold empty useless minutes spent walking around this pitiful ball of mud until I’m finally snuffed out forever….As you might guess, this is not a feel good story.Set in London during the mid-80s, a murder is investigated by an unnamed police sergeant from the Department of Unexplained De [...]

    4. He Died With His Eyes Open by Derek RaymondMy rating: 5 of 5 starsI had a feeling about this one, I desperately wanted (needed?) to read the book from the second I heard about it, yet when I finally bought a copy I allowed it to sit on my shelf for at least two months. I'm glad I did, it's an incredible piece of noir writing and to have devoured it instantly would've have been a massive disservice to Derek Raymond.Part way through I was reminded of Ross Macdonald's famous quote about Raymond Cha [...]

    5. He Died with His Eyes Open: Derek Raymond's Novel of Who Speaks for the Dead who Don't MatterFrom the ReviewerFirst Edition, Abacus Press, 1984Derek Raymond was the pen name of English writer Robin Cook, 1931-1994. When he began writing the Factory novels in 1984, he took the pen name to avoid confusion with the American author Robin Cook, known for his medical mystery thrillers. However, it remained a confusing matter because the European releases maintained the name "Robin Cook."Robin Cook, AK [...]

    6. Review to follow:I was really starving for a hardboiled crime thriller and decided on this one.Second or maybe the third time I've read it but it still has the impact of a run-away lumber truck barreling through an intersection and broadsiding the reader.Heart-wrenching splatter poetry. When I had finished I stepped back with a last glance at his face. They had left some of it, I will say, whoever they were. It wasn't a strong face, but one that had seen everything and then not understood it unt [...]

    7. He Died With His Eyes Open is set in the 1980’s London, during the Thatcher years in government. It’s a look at the dingy side of London of the desperate and unemployed, drugs and prostitution. It’s where lower class murder rate is high but it’s crimes like this the authorities and politicians look at with contempt and would rather dismiss. The protagonist in this book is just as intriguing and mysterious as the plot. He's an unnamed sergeant who works for the Factory; a low-income divis [...]

    8. He Died With His Eyes Open by Derek Raymond (1984) My first novel by Derek Raymond (born Robin Cook 1931 / died in London 1994). The son of a textile magnate, he dropped out of Eton aged sixteen and was employed at various times as a pornographer, organiser of illegal gambling, money launderer, pig-slaughterer and minicab driver. Much of this work experience is reflected in He Died With His Eyes Open, the first of the Factory novels, nominal police procedurals narrated by the unnamed protagonist [...]

    9. Most people live with their eyes shut, but I mean to die with mine open.The corpse had been viciously beaten. His death barely even made the papers.Enter a nameless Detective Sergeant of the Department of Unexplained Deaths.We work on obscure, unimportant, apparently irrelevant deaths of people who don't matter and who never did.With only some cassette tapes and scribbled messages left by the victim, the DS sets out to find a killer. Through interviews with possible suspects, he slowly begins to [...]

    10. One had to slowly savour this book. The nameless sergeant our narrator gives us a front seat into the poetry of noir along the poverty of London. While investigating a crime for The Factory, just a regular crime not for the CID and their sophisticated techniques. An ordinary murder of a regular human being who was found in a bush. Through his eyes we delve into the unknown, we listen to the cassettes of the victim and meet his friends and foe and get into this study of human character. This seri [...]

    11. I'd seen a review of the Factory novels, of which this is the first, in, I think, The Nation, some time ago. I'd there got the impression that these crime novels were political in essence, an indictment of Britain under Thatcher, undergoing the baleful transformation that were the 1980s. While there is some of that in this book (constant reference to the high level of unemployment, to union go-slows, to squalor and racial tension), the book was mostly existential, expressing, as I suppose noir s [...]

    12. Armed with a box of tapes as evidence, the detective Sergeant sets out to solve the brutal murder of a middle-aged alcoholic who was found dumped on the city outskirts. Murder is a dime a dozen in London and Scotland Yard has more serious cases to deal with. This rogue detective is haunted by the voices on these cassette diaries which leaves him with no choice by to find out why He Died With His Eyes Open.Book One of the Factory series follows the unnamed Detective Sergeant in his quest to solve [...]

    13. I'm on a British noir kick and Derek Raymond is considered the master of British noir. Fantastic read. Dark, gruesome, and fascinating. The main character is unnamed and yet the Sarge, as he is referred to, has so much personality you don't even realize how little you know about him. (Just FYI, I picture Michael Fassbender in the role for reasons). Anywho, it's a brilliant book with an unusual focus on the character of the victim. The detective is compassionate and refuses promotions because he [...]

    14. The detective in 'He Died With His Eyes Open' speaking here, talks about a sculptor I knew in Fulham. He was a friend of mine's Grandad who I visited a few times when he was still alive in the '8os, living surrounded by his sculpture in his council studio in Fulham:'I switched the player off and began thinking for no apparent reason about a friend I had once when I was a young man. He was a sculptor who used my local pub in the Fulham Road; his studio was just opposite. He wore sandals but no so [...]

    15. This is beautifully written book that i appreciated for its journey in to the depths of human depravity. I can praise the way the writer captured perfectly the speech patterns, the setting of the story but really the most important part to me was the emotional truth in the story. I believed fully in the struggles of the narrator who tries to understand the death, life of Charlie Staniland. Its truly rare to read a book like this that is both so well written,not a word wasted and move me so much [...]

    16. "Unhook the delicate, crazy lace of flesh, detach the heart with a single cut, unmask the tissue behind the skin, unhinge the ribs, disclose the spine, take down the long dress of muscle from the bones where it hangs erect. A pause to boil the knives-then take a bold but cunning curve, sweeping into the skull you had trepaned, into the brain, and extract it's art if you can."A grim, gritty first look into 'The Factory'. Excellent!

    17. Το He Died with his Eyes Open δεν είναι ένα βιβλίο για την διαλεύκανση ενός φόνου. Είναι ένα βιβλίο για το θάνατο. Με αφορμή το έγκλημα κάνει βουτιά στη ζωή, τη ψυχοσύνθεση και την ψυχολογία, όχι μόνο του δολοφονηθέντος αλλά σ' ένα μωσαϊκό χαρακτήρων του πιο σκοτεινού και βρώμικου (και ά [...]

    18. A body of a man who's death revealed an incredible amount of pain before he died is found, and "He Died with His Eyes Open" is the story of a London detective from‘unsolved deaths’ division who investigates the murder. In order to do so, he fully immerses himself into his life, tracing his background closely through the dark alleys, clubs, and the leacherous underground of London. The characters are rich and pop from the page through the incredible dialect. The novel reads smooth, sharp, and [...]

    19. Sinto que ler este livro foi uma completa perda de tempo. Não havia nada que o fizesse distinguir do sem numero de "noirs" que existem publicados por este mundo fora, excepto talvez no que se concerne á sua inépcia. A personagem principal é um cliché autentico - o habitual policia cínico e Durão, sempre com uma resposta debaixo da língua e que consegue derrubar seguranças de clubes com o dedo mindinho. É, como habitualmente, o único incorruptível num departamento de policia onde todo [...]

    20. Read in the devastating aftermath of David Peace's Red Riding quartet, when I was still recovering and wasn't ready to move on from dark, miserable, English crime. This book was all those things, but I didn't fully understand the nameless narrator's headlong fall into the life of the victim. I think If I had to listen to a hundred cassette tapes recorded by an intelligent, miserable, severely depressed man where he talks incessantly about life, the universe, and everything, I'd probably have the [...]

    21. (4.5) I often find books that attempt to double as sociological tourism too didactic, too beholden to their atmosphere and the writer's persuasion. There are points to be made in an op-ed, whereas I just want to read a good mystery story. However, while the central mystery was interesting here, this book functions as a hellish descent into Margaret Thatcher's England. It might have rated 5-stars but I didn't like one of the plot points in the back half, can't say what without giving it away. Sti [...]

    22. I was having a conversation recently with a multinational group of friends about how each people handles their inebriation the Americans and Australians turn into big kids, the Japanese and Koreans collapse into themselves, the French become insufferably French, and the Brits resort to casual, mindless violence.This is what Derek Raymond goes for. The sheer violence, stupidity, and ignorance of life in East London at the height of the Thatcher era. And I normally don't go for pulp -- I tried Das [...]

    23. Niccolò Ammaniti, nella prefazione, scrive:"Comunque questa non è un'introduzione, è solo un invito abbastanza accorato a te che stai là, in piedi, in libreria e non sai se comprare questo libro di cui sai poco o niente o il nuovo romanzo scintillante della Cornwell.Ascoltami, compra questo libro, non te ne pentirai. Ti stravolgerà tutti i concetti che ti sei fatto sui romanzi noir."Per me si è trattato della Biblioteca, ma il concetto ci sta tutto. Ed ora a noi.Ok a leggere, si legge bene [...]

    24. The nameless detective who narrates this unusual tale works for the Department of Unexplained Deaths, the lowest rung of The Factory, a monolithic branch of British Police. Other departments of The Factory investigate the high-profile crimes, while Unexplained Deaths gets cases like this: a ragged and drunken middle aged man found beaten to death in the pouring rain. No one cares, but the detective cannot let it go: who was this man? What led to his lonely and forgotten fate? When the detective [...]

    25. "All the evil in the world is powerless against intelligence and courage".A dead body of a man is found in London and the detective protagonist needs to find who did it. What he finds is an interesting oral history of the victim's life captured by the victim on tapes. The tapes reveal the loneliness and destitution that the victim endures and the people that play a part of his life and death.This book was originally published in the 1980's and the writing is fantastic. I really enjoyed this noir [...]

    26. I'd heard nothing but glowing praise for this 80's London-set noir (and the first in Raymond's Factory series), and it more than lived up to the hype. This is an incredibly bleak, muted, existential exploration of the dark, dirty characters inhabiting the book's grimy Thatcherite(?) London setting, laced with a heavy marbling of deadpan, black-as-pitch humour. So, bleak, dark, dirty, grimy, black - lots of pleasant happy adjectives that don't make me feel like a boiling hot shower afterwards. Bu [...]

    27. This was not a typical crime read, more literate, with some of delving into the human psyche. Never do learn the name of the main character, he is given a murder case and through writings and cassette tapes left by the victim, he learns about his life and tracks down the perps. Looks at the darker side of humanity, not really violence, (although there is some violence throughout) but in the way people can use relationships to control and ultimately alter another persons behavior. He quite litera [...]

    28. Derek Raymond offers the readers a journey through a sewer of drugs, poverty, violence, and filth, and such existential weariness and spiritual disparity that the ending makes sense of sorts. A spiritual cousin of Ellroy’s nihilism this book followed an unnamed detective’s obsessive search through a dead man’s tape collection for clues to his murderers. Not for the faint of heart or easily depressed. Great intro is provided by James Sallis who does his usual enthusiastic and intelligent jo [...]

    29. first and possibly best of raymond's 'factory' crime novels, though it is only mentioned to show how independent, caring, is our unnamed detective. brutal, tragic, ugly, convincing. probably captures the place and time of 80s london as seen through, reported on, thought by, an artist too perceptive and too blind to his world

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