Hong Kong Man is Harold Robinson's best novel in years. This isn't saying much. The sex and sleaze is almost absent. It is a relatively straitlaced adventure, set in 1940. Australian adventurer I.Q. Chunder, a strapping Rod Taylor-type is sent by British authorities in Hong Kong to find a missing Nazi spy, Reginald Mergrave who is selling secrets to both Japanese and German intelligence. Aided by Colette Baguette, a saucy French Resistance minx, Chunder eventually tracks Mergrave on board the liner Queen Victoria, where the German's plan to collide the liner into a Japanese warship into the coast of Hawaii is designed to trick the US into joining the war. Mergrave falls over, is eaten by sharks, and the plan is set back.
Pornographic Muzak (1977)
Gottscheid Weichermann is one of the biggest musicians in the world, an easy-listening composer and arranger who has sold dozens of millions of albums, and has packs of adoring fans. But while performing in London, an attempted assassination at the Royal Albert Hall worries Weichermann. Someone knows about his past. And when Weichermann is invited to play at the Shapat Song Festival in Poland, he believes someone wants revenge. A Jewish Nazi hunter wants Weichermann dead. Did Weichermann actually serve in the SS or is someone mistaken?
Review: "Pornographic Muzak tells of beloved bandleader Gotti Weickerman, a James Last-ish purveyor of middle-aged musical mana whose reputation is threatened when a tour of Israel and a failed London assassination attempt leads to revelations of a past in the SS. Facing abandonment by his fans, he tries to heal wounds by betraying fellow Nazis in hiding, leaking their whereabouts to Nazi hunters, but during a comeback concert in Cologne, a young Jewish girl violinist successfully shoots him. Another Harold Robinson yarn. It is predictable, plainly written despite its lurid topic and brainless dreck.
The Sin (1980) is Harold Robinson's sacrilegious ode to the Bible. Set in Israel, it is about two young lovers who elope to a life of debauchery in a small village, situated on the site of the Garden of Eden. Are Adam and Eve alive and living in Israel? Or is it all the work of a British tabloid newsman? It turns out of course to be a curiously feeble ode to sex and sin.