Brit Grit Alley

Brit Grit Alley features news and updates on what's happening down British crime fiction's booze and blood soaked alleyways.

By Paul D. Brazill 
At some point in the ‘90s, I managed to end up on the guest list for a press screening of Robert Benton’s crime drama, Twilight. The screening was in Mr Young’s Preview Theatre in the heart of London’s Soho.

It was a dangerous thing to invite me to; there was free food and drink. But there you go!

Various press types were there, including an American with a grating voice and the great Kim Newman – who was being as witty and funny and clever as you’d want.

Just before the film was due to start, a figure wearing what looked like a shabby raincoat – but was probably some swanky designer clobber- and carrying a rattling, clinking plastic bag turned up.

It was Charlie Higson, who at the time was film critic for Red Magazine. Higson sat behind me during the film and – it seemed to my overly booze- sensitive ears – worked his way through a fair number of the bottles of beer that were in the carrier bag. Of course, it could have been Evian but that’s not very gritty, is it?

Higson, at that time, was best known as one of the stars and writers of The Fast Show – a brilliantly funny and bitter-sweet comedy sketch show that has been much imitated and never bettered. Now, he is probably best known as the author of the hugely successful Young James Bond YA books.

But he is also the writer of a bunch of dark and funny urban crime/ horror novels that led him to be described as “The missing link between Dick Emery and Bret Easton Ellis”.

King Of The Ants, his 1992 d├ębut novel, is the story of Sean, a pretty useless builder’s labourer, who covets the rich peoples’ homes that he works on and is offered a dodgy surveillance job which then turns into a contract kill. And worse.

King Of the Ants was praised by the great Patricia Highsmith, no less, and the praise is deserved. It is a classic piece of Brit Grit noir, full of bitterness, resentment and underachievement. And humour.

This was followed by more cracking books, including The Full Whack, the cruel and hilarious story of a former football hooligan who is trying to sort his life out when he encounters a couple of blasts from the past that are positively seismic.

Charlie Higson
will probably be up for an OBE or something soon but don’t worry ‘bout the rocks that he’s got – Charlie Higson has TRUE BRIT GRIT.

See you soon, same Brit Grit Time, same Brit Grit Channel.

Spinetingler Award nominee Paul D. Brazill has had bits and bobs of short fiction published in various magazines and anthologies, including The Mammoth Books Of Best British Crime 8 and 10,and he has edited the anthologies True Brit Grit & Off The Record 2– with Luca Veste - and Drunk On The Moon 1 and 2. His ebooks Red Esperanto, Death On A Hot Afternoon, 13 Shots Of Noir, Vin Of Venus (with David Cranmer & Garnett Elliot ) and Snapshots are out now, and his novellas The Gumshoe and Guns Of Brixton will be out pretty damned  soon. His blog is here.