In the Gospel of Matthew, Jesus tells his disciples a parable about a master who pays all his laborers the same wage — even those who arrive late, at “the eleventh hour.”
This may be a problem for labor lawyers, but it’s been a very good thing for book titles. You could read way past the eleventh hour and never finish the dozens of books called “The Eleventh Hour,” including a thriller by Catherine Coulter, a children’s book by Graeme Base and a historical novel by Michael Phillips. (Remember, book titles can’t be copyrighted.)
Wikipedia’s disambiguation page lists almost 30 TV shows, movies, video games and books, but there are many, many more. Two years ago — in 2011, naturally — we got two films called “11/11/11.”
Is it any mystery that Agatha Christie — the best-selling novelist of all time — once went missing for 11 days? That woman knew how to pique our interest.
And “Eleven” novels that show up at this late hour are still getting well paid:
“11th Hour,” by James Patterson and Maxine Paetro, is currently No. 6 on our paperback fiction bestseller list.
Jeffrey Archer’s “The Eleventh Commandment” is No. 9.
And Wednesday, I reviewed a moving novel about a Navy SEAL called “Eleven Days.” Not to be confused with Donald Harstad’s “Eleven Days,” or Stav Sherez’s or J.D. Messinger’s or Lora Lindy’s or … Well, you get the idea. Get reading: Time is running out.