Tough Guys Don't Dance (novel)

Set in Provincetown on Cape Cod in Massachusetts, the protagonist is Tim Madden, a former bartender and drug runner, currently struggling to make a living as a writer. After waking one morning with a hangover 24 days after his wife has left him, Madden discovers that he has a new tattoo, the passenger seat of his car is covered in blood, and he has no memory of the previous night. Following a tip from the Acting Chief of Police, Madden travels to his marijuana patch to check on its status and finds, to his surprise, the head of an attractive blonde woman has been deposited in a burrow in the exact place he stashes his cannabis harvest.

With all the evidence for the murder pointing towards him, Madden elects to solve the mystery himself, which brings him into contact with one shady character after another, including corrupt police, criminals, and washed-up boxers. Even a dodgy medium enters the fray as the weary Madden staggers through a succession of dangerous and unforeseen situations.[2][3]

Tough Guys Don't Dance received mixed reviews upon release. Of his positive reviews, coming from The Wall Street Journal and the St. Petersburg Times, Christopher Ricks, writing for the London Review of Books, states that "Mailer can still write like an angel, fallen and flaming." He also says, "Mailer is a master of small surprises...his style is largely to be trusted." Ricks does, however, acknowledge the deprecation of Mailer's writings by many American reviewers, signaling a universal understanding of the novel's mixed opinions. [5]

The New York Times, among others such as the Boston Globe, published a number of negative reviews. Denis Donoghue writes, "But what I mostly feel, reading Tough Guys Don't Dance, is the wretched inadequacy of the novel to the intention it clearly enough avows."[6] Additionally, Christopher Lehmann-Haupt, in his segment "The Books of the Times" writes, "On top of the faults I've already hinted at - its implausibility and strutting out of too familiar stratagems and obsessions - one could knock it for being rushed, repetitious, all too nearly an unintended parody of itself." [7]

Today, Mailer's novel sports a 3.5 out of 5 score on Goodreads and receives a fairly negative review on Kirkus, having called it a "thin, disappointing potpourri overall—seemingly made up as it goes along, with about equal portions of inspiration and self-indulgence." The review continues on to say that the novel is purely Norman Mailer in its themes and language, which tends to divide readers into either supporters or critics with little room left in the middle.

Mailer adapted his novel into a movie in 1987, and also acted as the film's director. The resulting film, starring Ryan O'Neal and Isabella Rossellini, was not a critical or commercial success.[8] The movie currently maintains a 38% on Rotten Tomatoes and a 5.0 on IMDb. Vincent Canby of the New York Times wrote, "Tough Guys Don't Dance is not the high point of the Mailer career, but it's a small, entertaining part of it."[9] Additionally, Hal Hinson of the Washington Post wrote, "'Tough Guys' never finds its footing, though, or a workable, consistent style. The movie has its pleasures; I laughed at a lot of it, but I've rarely found it harder to determine whether the film's effects were the result of the artist's designs or his ineptitude."[10] The movie, however, did have a few supporters in spite of its lackluster showing, yielding less than a fifth of its budget in its box office earnings.[11] Jonathan Rosenbaum of the Chicago Reader, said "Norman Mailer's best film, adapted from his worst novel, shows a surprising amount of cinematic savvy and style."