Respones to The New York Triliogy

“Everything about Peter Stillman was white. White shirt, open at the neck; white pants, white shoes, white socks. Against the pallor of his skin, the flaxen thinness of his hair, effect was almost transparent, as though one could see through to the blue veins behind the skin of his fact. This blue was almost the same as the blue of his eyes: a milky blue that seemed to dissolve into a mixture of sky and clouds.” (Pages 17 & 18)

The thing that disturbed me about the story was the fact that nothing ever really gets resolved. You never learn what happens to the younger Stillman, his wife, or even what ultimately becomes of Quinn. Yet, at the same time it’s rather thrilling. The reader is left to imagine what could have happened, and invent an ending. It is also a lesson in realizing that some things in life don’t make sense. Es

Instead this story is written more like your usual detective novel. It’s full of facts, and is much easier to follow. Then at second glance, I found myself wondering what real crime had been committed in this third story. While some moral crimes may have occurred, I couldn’t say any laws were broken. Then I pondered whether or not a detective novel really has to have crime involved. Real Private Investigators aren’t always solving crimes or following individuals in order to catch those committing crimes. Many times they are hired to find missing people. Or are they?

The only other real use of color is the red notebook.

“The case seems simple enough. White wants Blue to follow a man named Black and to keep an eye on him for as long as necessary. While working for Brown, Blue did many tail jobs, and this one seems no different, perhaps even easier than most.” (Page 161)

Some topics in this essay:
Peter Stillman, Glass Ghosts, Budd” Page, Locked Considering, City Glass, Relating Stories, Private Investigators, Brown Blue, White Blue, red notebook, Blue Black, relationship stories, story blue, brown white, story written, detective novel, white blue, meant reader, third story, city glass,