Sometimes called, either derisively or affectionately, the Sweats, Men's Adventure Magazines ran from the early 50's through the late 60's, though some managed in one form or another through the late 70's. The featured mostly "true story" type fiction, though there was usually a very thin pretense to how true it actually was. The tone was ridiculously hyper-masculine, to the point where it's almost impossible to parody. At least 50 titles began with the word Man or Men. While the genre in many ways replaced the pulp magazines that had all but died out, the tone and feel were quite different, and there weren't a lot of authors who made the transition, having either quit writing, moved on to paperback originals, or drank themselves to death. Likewise, with few exceptions, the writers of Men's Adventure magazines didn't move on to the Men's Adventure Paperbacks, a much different beast. The only author to move up to any level of respectability was The Godfather's Mario Puzo. Men's Adventure Magazines had their own feel and pace, developed due to the quick page count. A situation and characters are introduced in a paragraph or two, there's a big action scene, and a brief epilogue. There were longer stories, but they tended not to hold up as well. First person narrative was very common, given the "true story" background. In many ways, they had more in common with the True Confessions genre of women's magazines than the detective or adventure pulps. This is especially evident in the amazing story titles: "I Was a Sex Gang Flunky for the Nazi She Demon", etc. In addition to the machismo, there's the sadism. Some magazines kept it clean, but others reveled in cruelty and torture. And Nazis, lots of Nazis. There were a few stock story topics, such as: