Books read in June / July, and books not

Help, as the Beatles once said.

It’s been a while since I read a first-rate detective story.

Here are three more that aren’t.


Cold Poison / Exit Laughing (Stuart Palmer, 1954)

An amusing trifle set at a Los Angeles cartoon studio – but no great shakes as a detective story.  James Sandoe (New York Herald Tribune, April 1954) wrote:

Mr. Palmer has rarely been more genial in manner, more amusingly allusive, and rarely has he plotted a book with more absolute ineptitude.  His murderer is all too plain for all that his confession at last is rather convenient than credible.  The ordinary rules of fair play (between an author and his reader) are in abeyance and the book is saved only by the incidental flourishes.

‘Nuff said.


The Howling Beast (Noel Vindry)

Some readers, I know, loved it; JJ at The Invisible Event and Stefano at Howdunit both praise it.  A great set-up – man on the run tells police magistrate about dark doings at a French chateau – but the ending really didn’t impress me as much as it did others.  Not offensive, by any means, just rather underwhelming.


The Case of the Flying Ass (Christopher Bush, 1939)

An ultra-rare * detective story, now reprinted as TCOT Flying Donkey by Dean Street Press as part of their Christopher Bush series, edited by Curt Evans.  (In passing, Curt and the DSP have done a terrific job of presenting forgotten mysteries to a new audience.)

*: I don’t think I’ve seen a single copy of it for sale in the last sixteen years.

It’s also, unhappily, one of those ultra-rare books that – like Punshon’s Comes a Stranger, Mitchell’s Printer’s Error and Hangman’s Curfew, and Bailey’s Man in the Cape (and, from memory, Bush’s own Climbing Rat) – obtains a certain cachet through their elusiveness, without in any way being good.

It’s more of a shaggy dog story than a flying ass one.  The police plan stratagems, rush madly about France in motor-cars, and lie to everyone, including poor old Travers.  Gallois, the French cop, “was apparently disposed to regard the mystifying of his partner as the first essential”.

As John Dickson Carr once said, “If the Sphinx sets us a riddle, we have the right to know what it is!” (I paraphrase, perhaps.)

To end on a bum note: There’s no mention that the reprint was originally called Ass, not Donkey.  The text, I suspect, has also been changed.  This was no doubt done to protect delicate American susceptibilities.  The ass, in this case, was “not rounded and pink, As you probably think, But grey, with long ears, and ate grass”.  An ass (quadruped or gluteal) is no substitute for a firm, well-rounded arse.

How to tell the difference

Ass

Silly ass

Bottom

Ars

Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrs, Jim lad

Arras


 

Since coming back from Sri Lanka in December, I’ve read:

  1. The Upfold Farm Mystery (A.E. Fielding – ingenious solution in a largely skippable book)
  2. The Crime Conductor (Philip MacDonald – straightforward, conventional, and with no compelling reason to exist)
  3. The Case of the Leaning Man (Christopher Bush – the mixture as before, with one of Bush’s favourite solutions)
  4. The Case of the Hanging Rope (Christopher Bush – not ropy, but doesn’t quite hang together)
  5. My Bones Will Keep (Gladys Mitchell – slow-moving travelogue with a nigh-impenetrable plot; reread)
  6. Murder on the Yacht (Rufus King – all at sea, and rough sailing)
  7. A Spy for Mr. Crook (Anthony Gilbert – mild satire of British politics in a story Gilbert’s obviously making up as she goes)
  8. The Four Defences (J.J. Connington – full of zest, but fails to deliver expected hyperingenuity)
  9. Let Him Lie (Ianthe Jerrold – nicely written, but transparent plot)
  10. La toile de Pénélope (Paul Halter – a workmanlike story that avoids Halter’s worst flaws, but lacks his creative virtues)
  11. Colonel Gore’s Second Case (Lynn Brock – lively, with lots of murders, then runs into a solution involving two principals and six accomplices; not fair play)
  12. Mr. Fortune, Please (H.C. Bailey – a reread to see what Bailey was like at his best)
  13. The Wrong Man (H.C. Bailey – and this is what he’s like at his worst)
  14. The Case of the Kidnapped Colonel (Christopher Bush – leisurely look at an army camp, that slowly turns into a detective story, but lacks fair play)
  15. The Greek Coffin Mystery (Ellery Queen – logic, logic, and more logic, like the Sudoku from hell; reread)

And two rather good Boris Akunins.

Three out of seventeen isn’t, my mathematical acquaintances assure me, very good.

I also lost interest in Christopher Bush’s Case of the Green Felt Hat (too conventional), George Antheil’s Death in the Dark, and J.J. Connington’s 21 Clues.

It’s a far cry from my schooldays when I devoured Agatha Christie, Conan Doyle, G.K. Chesterton, Dorothy L. Sayers, Ngaio Marsh, John Dickson Carr, Nicholas Blake, Edmund Crispin, S.S. Van Dine, Ellery Queen, Michael Innes, Margery Allingham, and what Gladys Mitchells (47 by the time I left high school), H.C. Baileys, and Anthony Berkeleys I could.  (Plus Colin Dexter, P.D. James, Ruth Rendell, and H.R.F. Keating.)

But that was twenty years ago.

Where is a first-rate detective story I haven’t read?  Or, really, a book I would enjoy?

I keep, you see, picking up books, and leaving them unfinished.  Little, if you like, really makes a connection.  Off the top of my head:

  • History – Simon Sebag Montefiore, Tom Holland, and studies of Renaissance art
  • Arturo Perez Reverte
  • Umberto Eco
  • Adolfo Bioy Casares
  • Kingsley Amis writing James Bond
  • Mary Renault’s Bull from the Sea (I enjoyed both The Last of the Wine and The King Must Die)
  • Aldous Huxley’s Devils of Loudoun
  • Jules Verne’s Aventures du capitaine Hatteras
  • Various books of music and lit crit

Is it a kind of literary accidie?  Surprising, though; I used to read voraciously, and there was always something I wanted to read.

Now I find myself staring at my bookshelf, trying to find something interesting – and slightly worried that I’ve read everything I want to.

Fiction I’ve finished, and enjoyed, include James Branch Cabell (read most of his); Gerald Durrell’s Mockery Bird (read all of his); George MacDonald Fraser’s Mr. American (read all of his); Robert Graves’ short stories (should I reread I Clavdivs – again?); and Sandra Hodgkinson’s A Lack of Consensus on the “H” Word and Other Matters.

In non-fiction, Catherine Nixey’s Darkening Age, much about opera … and Umberto Eco on the death of the book.

Ah, well, I’ll go and listen to Rameau.

6 thoughts on “Books read in June / July, and books not

  1. I feel you, Nick, I really do! This has been happening to me all year with infuriating regularity.

    You’ve tried shifting genres, I see. I know I should do that myself. Examining my shelves, I have about a dozen bookmarks sticking out of page 17 of various mysteries I just . . . put down. If you haven’t read Ken Grimwood’s Replay, give it a try. I always get a new lease on life when I reread that one.

    It might just be you need a break. Just don’t lose touch! 🙂

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  2. Kingsley Amis writing Kingsley Amis, perhaps – he had a golden couple of decades from about 1960 to 1980.
    Michael Innes writing J.I.M. Stewart. Some good books there, unless my memory fails.
    There’s a lot more Robert Graves – Claudius the God, Count Belisarius, Homer’s Daughter…
    If you like James Branch Cabell, E.R. Eddington, perhaps or The Once and Future King..

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    1. Good suggestions!

      Graves is very uneven, I find. I loved the Claudius books, but the later ones suffer from White Goddess. King Jesus and The Golden Fleece are a bit impenetrable.

      Which Eddington? The Worm Ouroboros?

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