Inside Me

Published in 1952, Thompson’s novel is derived from the hardboiled crime fiction genre, which rose to popularity during the 1930s and 1940s. Hardboiled fiction introduced readers to the character of the maverick private detective, a man who typically adhered to his own set of unconventional ethics and who always caught the crook and solved the crime. The Killer Inside Me, however, reconstructed this hardened protagonist into a sadistic serial killer, as Susanna Lee, in her article entitled “The Menace of the Post-Hardboiled Maverick: Jim Thompson’s Pop. 1280 and Modern Television Detective Drama”, explains, “But in the 1950s and 1960s, Jim Thompson’s first-person narrators, baleful descendents of the hardboiled heroes, turned the autonomous status and maverick ethics of the principal character into a source of pure menace” (43). In The Killer Inside Me, the character with these menacing ethics is Lou Ford, the deputy sheriff of Central City, Texas. Ford is similar to the hardboiled detective only in that he abides by his own set of ethics, but instead of following a moral code that helps to restore order, Ford’s ethics lead him to create chaos and murder. Lee writes about the reversal of this role, from a narrator who acts as a liberator to one who performs as a destroyer, she…

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