“Pulp fiction got its name from the low-quality, pulpy paper the stories were printed on, not the content. However, “pulp” became synonymous with trashy, back alley reading punctuated with cheap sensationalist thrills, fast-paced plot lines and bad writing. Tell that last bit to John Lange (aka Michael Crichton), Isaac Asimov, Ray Bradbury, and Dashiell Hammett (The Thin Man, and Sam Spade) who have all had off-shoot careers in pulp.

These “underground” publications were a safe space for queer stories that were offering the same thrills as their hard-boiled detective cousins: good, sexy fun, combined with tongue-in-cheek romps designed to titillate the audience’s senses…”

[Read the full review at broadwayworld.com]