I am preparing to begin Road to Hell, which will be both the prose novel prequel to Road to Perdition and a deeper dive into the real-life criminal reign of John Looney (and his son Connor) in the Iowa/Illinois Quad Cities.
This mini-documentary on Looney has just popped up on YouTube.
Of course, you have probably already heard that âLooneyâ was changed to âRooneyâ in the 2002 film, because Looney sounded too âcomic-bookyâ (a pronouncement indicating a lack of knowledge about Looney and his son having been real).
Hereâs another YouTube look at John and Connor Looney courtesy of the Forgotten Quad Cities series. The narrator overdoes the folksy bit but he knows his stuff.
[And here’s an older one, short and sweet, from a channel I recommend highly. –Nate]
And as usual, hereâs a story about the âcomic bookâ that led to screen great Paul Newmanâs final film role.
People still canât get over Road to Perdition being based on a comic book, which is to say, graphic novel.
I believe Iâve told this story before, so forgive me if youâve heard it. But one of my instructors at the University of Iowaâs Writers Workshop was Walter Tevis. He wrote The Queenâs Gambit (a terrific novel) and The Man Who Fell to Earth (one of several science-fiction novels he wrote). More importantly, in this context at least, he wrote the great crime novel The Hustler, made into a Paul Newman-starring film, much acclaimed, directed by Robert Rossen. I was excited to have an instructor who seemed to be working my side of the street, at least to some degree.
When I know Iâm going to meet someone famous, particularly one who I admire, I take a tactic designed to disarm that someone. For example, when I talked with Tom Hanks at the Chicago premiere of Road to Perdition, I didnât talk to him about that film but instead brought up That Thing You Do, which heâd written and directed. I knew he had an interest in â60s garage rock and I talked to him about that subject, which he immediately warmed to. He seemed excited to learn of the famous groups my two bands had opened for in concert.
So with Newman I thought bringing up Walter Tevis as one of my teachers would be just the ticket.
It wasnât.
The actor immediately said that they had thrown the book away and started over â nothing was usable. Now we were talking about The Hustler, or at least that was the door I went in. I was puzzled and taken aback and had to do some fancy footwork to get back on this enigmatic manâs good side.
What I figured out, literally years later, was that he had confused The Hustler with its sequel, The Color of Money, which had been the source of the film sequel, too…but most of which had indeed been thrown out.
In a way, it was a lucky break, because I liked The Color of Money the book much better than the movie, and if that had slipped out, Iâd have received an even colder look from those ice-blue eyes.
A minor irony is that a documentary about Newmanâs life included, of all things, some footage of my conversation with him at the Perdition premiere.
M.A.C.

























