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'Red Mountain' Review: The Gunsmith's Giant Leap in Adult Westerns


Red Mountain
The Gunsmith, Giant Edition #11
by J.R. Roberts
Jove, 2006
★★★★★

When things get quiet, Clint Adams doesn't take it easy—he starts going stir crazy. That's how he found himself in Ouray, Colorado. A mysterious, unsigned telegram requesting his help in exchange for $1,000 was just enough to get him to leave Texas for this muddy mining town. But the moment he steps foot in the place, an unarmed man is shot dead...and he's got the Gunsmith's name in his pocket.

Clint's unwittingly landed himself in the middle of a town full of rival mining companies, gunslinging miners, and their lustful wives—who all want a piece of the Gunsmith, for one reason or another. Like the stunning Gloria Augustus, the boss's insatiable wife, and a reclusive foreman who goes by the name of Frank Howard...but who Clint knows to be Frank James, the late Jesse James's brother. Things are getting heated with such mixed company, and if the person responsible for this invitation doesn't come forward soon, the party is over...

It’s been a while since I dove back into the gritty world of The Gunsmith, the iconic Adult Western series by J.R. Roberts, the pen name of the late Robert J. Randisi (1951-2024). Launched in 1982, this series captivated readers and bravely weathered the Jove 2014/2015 cancellation storm by moving to a new publisher. The most recent installment, Invitation to a Bank Robbery, hit the shelves last year thanks to Speaking Volumes, LLC. With a whopping 491 books, 19 giant editions, and even an 11-book spinoff featuring Lady Gunsmith, it's a legacy that continues to enthrall fans.


Now, let’s talk about Red Mountain, the 11th Giant Edition, released by Jove/Berkley in 2006. Unlike the standard Gunsmith novels that typically run around 180 to 200 pages, this one stretches to a compelling 264 pages, giving it the “giant edition” status—and yes, you can expect a few extra steamy scenes!

The story kicks off with a bang—literally—set in a brothel where a woman possesses a particularly intriguing talent that keeps men coming back. This is how Hangnil finds himself drawn into danger, only to be shot shortly after, an event that initially seems driven by jealousy. However, a deeper mystery unfolds as it comes to light he carried a note bearing the name of none other than Clint Adams, a.k.a. the Gunsmith.

Clint arrives in Ouray, Colorado, hot on the heels of an unsigned telegram, right after Hangnil’s murder. His concern is palpable, yet somehow he manages to squeeze in a romantic entanglement before making his way to the mining community of Red Mountain. There, he reunites with an old friend, Frank James—under the alias Frank Howard—who desperately needs his help. When it comes to friends in need, Clint is the man to call.

Living near the "Little Dixie" area has fueled my fascination with legends like Jesse and Frank James, even when their stories have been fictionalized. This isn't the first time Frank James has appeared in The Gunsmith series; Randisi often weaves an alternate history that beautifully blends fact and fiction. I must admit, I was taken by surprise when Frank James made his entrance—I hadn't connected the dots with Frank Howard at all!

The overall narrative flowed effortlessly, with enough twists and engaging characters to keep me riveted. Action scenes and shootouts were described with thrilling precision, while the drama rolled in waves, ensuring I was never left bored. Sure, there were a few moments during the love scenes that caused me to roll my eyes—Clint's disbelief in his own stamina had me laughing aloud!

Perhaps I’m a bit biased, but I can hardly find fault in Robert J. Randisi's storytelling. While some of his tales are stronger than others, I revel in his spirited dialogue and distinctive style. Red Mountain fits right in with the rest of his work. Were some love scenes excessive? Absolutely, but this is a Gunsmith novel after all, and I expected some cheeky smut alongside solid storytelling—and that’s precisely what I got. Action-packed, adventurous, and thoroughly enjoyable.


⁓B.J. Burgess

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