“You can’t ask most
men to take a chance on dying with you, even to protect their own. Most men run
away from death. They run unless absolutely trapped somehow, and then they
fight like weasels and people call it courage.”
That quote, one of many I could pull almost at random from this
slim novel, captures the cynical edge of this Clair Huffaker work.
On one hand, “Posse From Hell” is familiar formula: Town experiences
bad doin’s, one of their own [a young woman] is abducted and a young marshal
has to form a posse.
Genre-wise, been there, done that.
And yet, Huffaker takes these familiar tropes and invests
all with world-weary, lived-in personas. Along the long trail to rescue the
young woman we see the mission from behind the eyes of each man. We see
single-minded determination from some, wrongly estimated self-ability from
others, and a few characters with uncertainty about their own courage and
valor.
It is these uncertain characters and how they rise or fall
to the occasion that provide much of the rich-meat of the novel. This sinew is
full of the real push-pull of human interaction, and here it is magnified by
the pressures of facing dangers, both physical and the potential danger of not standing
up to what other’s may expect of them, or what they think others expect of
them.
Again, on one hand this is formula as it comes, on the other
some real human dynamics are ably displayed.
This one is well worth a second look.
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