"1936. A breathtaking ride through underworld Soho in the 1930s, written in the arcane vernacular of the day by one of the great forgotten 20th Century English writers."
"1937. Dog track gangs, gay tough guys, seedy clubs, used car dealers… what's not to love? Up there with the best of James Curtis in its depiction of London's seamy underbelly."
"1937. Flawed but with some real high points, and a classic low-life icon in the shape of Harry Fabian. Good scenes set in Soho clip joints that probably aren't much different today."
"1938. Also hard to find, but a riotous, cynical depiction of a London in which everyone is out for themselves and themselves alone. Begins in Bruce House - then, as now, a hostel for the homeless."
"1938. Not exclusively London-set, but another Curtis classic encompassing a runaway ex-con, long-distance lorry drivers and a chillingly believable serial killer."