


The critics may have sneered at Spillane’s sex-and-violence-filled romps (and admittedly, sometimes it was difficult to tell where the sex ended and the violence began), and he may have been denounced in churches and at US Senate hearings, but the public ate up his books. The most popular of those books, of course, feature Spillane’s hard-boiled gumshoe/avenger Mike Hammer, the New York eye whose every case turned into a personal vendetta that - following a suitable number of trysts with beautiful and generally willing babes and raw scenes of brutality - inevitably ended with Hammer serving up his own kind of justice, usually out of the smoking barrel of a. He passed away Jat his home in Murrells Inlet, South Carolina, leaving behind a wife, a couple of ex-wives, four children, possibly as many as 200 million copies of his books in print and plenty of satisfied customers, as he liked to call them.

“Anyone who doesn’t recognize Spillane’s importance is an idiot.”įRANK MORRISON SPILLANE was a Brooklyn kid, born on March 9, 1918, the only child of Catherine Anne and John Joseph Spillane, an Irish-American bartender who nicknamed him “Mickey.”
