Book Review: The Thursday Murder Club Reconvenes

The Man Who Died Twice by Richard Osman is an amusing and effective second outing for the retirees Cooper Chase who have formed the Thursday Murder Club.

Elizabeth’s ex-husband emerges from her mysterious past on the run after being accused of stealing diamonds. Ibraham gets mugged. Ron and Joyce are there to lend their support as these two troubling events are the precursor to more murder and duplicity. The Thursday Murder Club, who meet once a week to discuss unsolved cases, get a crack at their second active case.

Elizabeth’s past kicks off the latest caper. Her charming, roguish ex-husband has turned up asking for her help to protect him from an irate mobster who believes him to have stolen a lot of diamonds worth an obscene amount of riches. The club’s police officer allies are after a vexing drug dealer, and an awkward romantic relationship is brewing.

Ibraham is understandably shaken by his attack, but he is still able to be of some help even if he is hesitant to leave the safety of his apartment.

Three bodies have turned up which galvanizes the club into searching for the purloined diamonds as a clever killer lurks within the retirement village.

Osman does another fine job of undermining any expectations or prejudices when it comes to the elderly. The four friends remain as quick-witted as ever. The friendship and support they offer each other is rather charming, even if they express some mild exasperation.

The reader gets a better idea of how efficient Elizabeth likely was in her prior occupation as a spy. The banter between her and Joyce often gets quite hilarious.

Ibraham is a former psychologist, so it’s interesting to find him struggling with fears and insecurities that were likely afflicting many of patients.

Elizabeth being a former spy does open up some interesting doors when it comes to plot. A series like this does lend itself to predictability, but Osman effectively avoids that criticism by delving into Elizabeth’s past a bit.

Osman has created a rather distinctive, charming series in which he challenges preconceptions of the elderly. This group of old people would be fun to hang out with.

In spite of the loads of humor throughout the novel, Osman does explore the tendency for many to underestimate older people who may still quite a bit of grit left in them. The friendship between the four main characters is at times a bit moving as well as amusing.

The case itself turns out to be pretty cleverly plotted with some pretty good twists. Elizabeth at some point realizes that the solution is simpler than she first thought. Although she is basically the leader of the club, all of the members get to shine a bit.

The strange choice of having some of the chapters presented as diary entries written by Joyce adds to the quirkiness of the series. It does work that the whole novel isn’t written entirely from her perspective, but the occasional account from her sort of adds to the charm.

Osman continues a rather implausible yet fun, so I am looking forward to catching up with the Thursday Murder Club when another case is added to the agenda.

Robert Galbraith is going to reveal a bit more of Cormoran Strike’s past in Career of Evil.

Book Review: Holmes, Marple & Poe Investigations Is Open For Business

James Patterson kicks off what appears to be a new series with a promising thriller entitled Holmes, Marple & Poe. Brian Sitts shares the writing credit as well. Although, this could mean that Sitts actually wrote it under Patterson’s banner. Anyway, the novel contains kind of a fun plot and characters that were rather intriguing as well as implausible.

Brennan Holmes, Margaret Marple, and Auguste Poe have emerged from some murky pasts and unite to form a high-class private investigation agency. Each member shares some familiar characteristics with their famous namesakes. Brennan Holmes has a similar scientific approach to Sherlock’s; however, he also has a very keen sense of smell that is often useful as well as overwhelming. Margaret Marple is considerably younger than Jane Marple, but she is able to encourage a bit of underestimation much like the famous spinster sleuth. Auguste Poe does have a vice that ended up killing his namesake, who isn’t a fictional character. He is also very knowledgeable about weapons and is very find of beautiful women, but he has demons that have yet to be laid to rest. There are a variety of cases that converge on the agency, including an apparent kidnapping and art heist. They also come across a perplexing serial murder case.

A NYPD detective starts her own investigation into the agency and finds the partners as enigmatic as the cases themselves.

I had some fun reading this one, probably because I am a sucker for most anything referencing Sherlock Holmes and Agatha Christie. I am not a necessarily a Poe fan, but I appreciate the cultural impact he had on the literary landscape.

I enjoyed how Patterson and Sitts weave the stories around each other, and the reader gets to see how the trio copes with different cases. They trade off who takes the lead on each case, which is kind of cool. The sleekness of the operation as a whole is somewhat too fanciful to buy into, but I suspect that’s par for the course for a Patterson novel. It wasn’t so outlandish that I found it exasperating. I have not read many of Patterson’s works, and I am not likely to be one of his most rabid readers. I also am not really swearing him off, and I will likely dip back into his catalogue occasionally.

Patterson writes very short chapters. This one has 118 chapters stuffed into 359 pages. I am not a fan of these absurdly short chapters. I also don’t like really long chapter. I guess I just want a chapter length just right, whatever that would look like.

In spite of these minor annoyances, I still enjoyed the novel and will likely revisit this particular trio.

I enjoyed the introduction to this trio well enough, but the required suspension of disbelief was almost too demanding.

There were some pretty good plot twists throughout the story. Even though this is not exactly to be considered highbrow literature, I was impressed with the imagination displayed by the authors here.

This book seems to be a love letter of long-time mystery readers, and I wouldn’t mind another one.

The Thursday Murder Club catches another case in Richard Osman’s The Man Who Died Twice, so it seems like a good time to revisit Coopers Chase.

Book Review: Murder Of The Coldest Kind

Snow is an unfortunately predictable murder mystery written by John Banville. The story takes place in Ireland during the year of 1957. A young detective named St. John Strafford is the protagonist investigating a gruesome murder of a Catholic priest.

Detective Inspector Strafford is understandably perturbed by the murder and mutilation of a priest in a manor owned by the influential Osborne family. The case takes an even stranger turn when his deputy disappears. Strafford is told that the priest was popular in the community, but some very dark secrets are unearthed, and the victim may not be as virtuous as one would hope.

It’s an interesting setting. I have an automatic affection for stories that take place in Ireland. I just had a hard time staying interested in the plot, and Strafford doesn’t really draw me in. He seems kind of boring, honestly.

The motive for the murder is something would easily expect considering that it’s a Catholic priest who is the target. He was castrated, so it’s not hard to guess why the killer took that extra step.

Banville does have a nice prose style. He isn’t a terrible writer, but this particular novel may have just been the wrong one to introduce me to him.

My efforts to read new authors sometimes misfires, and Banville just didn’t do it for me.

Time to move to an old favorite of mine in the world of fictional detectives with Robert B. Parker’s Broken Trust, which is actually written by Mike Lupica, who has continued the Spenser series since Mr. Parker has been deceased for some time now.

Book Review: A Wounded Sheriff In Hiding Catches A Case

Copper River is my first sampling of William Kent Krueger’s writing and is unlikely to be my last since I enjoyed this novel quite a bit.

Krueger has a protagonist named Cork O’Conner, a sheriff in Minnesota. O’Conner has apparently had quite a difficult time in the previous novels that I have yet to read. He starts off this story with a bullet in his leg and in hiding from a crime family who believe that he had killed one of their members. He ends up in Bodine, Michigan where he has a cousin that is able to meet some of his medical needs. The cousin, Jewell, is a widow with a young son, who is able to help with the bullet wound.

Cork’s investigative instincts awaken when a body is discovered in the river. A young girl has been murdered, and Cork needs some help when it appears that there is a conspiracy involving runaway teens. The killing doesn’t stop with one girl in the river. Cork has his own troubles and needs to get back to his wife and children, however he is not going to leave his cousin and her to face their threats without him.

Krueger is a pretty good writer and is not afraid to put his main character through the wringer. O’Conner is a typically pragmatic and likeable law enforcement officer. Of course, I am meeting this character in the middle of the series, but Krueger does a decent job of catching up the reader on events in the more recent novels without it seeming too clunky.

Apparently, Krueger also has some interest in Native American culture and history which he peppers in quite effectively.

Anyway, Krueger is a writer I am going to revisit in the not-too-distant future.

Next up, I haven’t read a Mickey Spillane novel in a while, but I do happen to have “Vengeance is Mine” in my stack of books on the dresser.

Book Review: Christmas Cheer And Trouble On Baker Street

What Child is This? is an adequate Sherlock Holmes novel written by Bonnie MacBird. It takes place during the Christmas season of 1890.

Sherlock Holmes and Dr. John Watson foil an attempted kidnapping on the streets of London and are engaged by the mother to identify the would-be adductor. The father of the child has made his own arrangements for an investigation. Also, another case of a wayward son presents itself when an aristocrat shows up at Baker Street to enlist the assistance of the consulting detective. Holmes is engaged to ensure some peace for two families in time for Christmas, but he and Watson have to navigate some dangerous waters so they can find some contentment in the holiday as well.

Bonnie MacBird is one of the better writers to carry on the legacy created by the late Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, but this is not one of the better ones in her series of Holmes novels. Holmes does display a certain compassion that can be overlooked in other pastiche works at times, so that is kind of a nice touch.

I just found myself less than enthralled by the cases Holmes was investigating. My interest was only mildly piqued from time to time.

There were some illustrations peppered throughout the book that were done by Frank Cho. I didn’t hate this entry into the series, but I was sort of just going through the motions in reading this.

I am still interested to see what MacBird’s next Holmes venture will contain. She is a talented writer, but she rather missed the mark with this particular release.

Now that is done, the next reading indulgence is going to be a visit to Copper River, where Sheriff Cork O’Conner, recovering from a gunshot wound, has involved himself in a very disturbing murder investigation that also involves abducted children. I have yet to read one of the thrillers by William Kent Krueger, but Copper River seems to be a promising introduction.

Book Review: Writing The Perfect Conspiracy

The Mystery Writer by Sulari Gentill is an implausible, yet still enjoyable thriller dealing with new starts, eccentric families, and disturbing conspiracies.

Theodosia Benton is a young woman who has left law school and shows up on her brother’s doorstep with aspirations to be a writer. The Benton siblings are originally from Australia, but Gus Benton has established himself as a formidable attorney in Lawrence, Kansas. Theo begins her wiring project as she starts her new life under the care of her older brother. She meets a fellow writer, who takes on a mentor role in her life. When the relationship starts to develop into something more personal, the mentor is murdered quite brutally. Gus falls under suspicion, which forces Theo to take some drastic actions to protect her beloved brother. The more Gus and a good friend named Mac Etheridge start to uncover, they find that there may be a darker conspiracy at the root of their troubles.

Gentill takes her readers though quite a journey to arrive at the truth. Her characters were pretty interesting. The plot becomes a bit outlandish, but Gentill still makes it work. There are some interesting twists and surprises. I liked that there were some time jumps in this one. The story does not reach its resolution all that quickly for the characters.

Gentill has a writing style that flows pretty easily without seeming too boringly rudimentary. The characters are pretty likable and easy to care about. It seems that both Mac and the Bentons grew up with unconventional families. Mac’s family are conspiracy enthusiasts and doomsday preppers, yet it’s hard to not find them charming when comes onto the scene. Mac obviously loves his family but does find them somewhat exasperating.

Gentill does pepper some humor throughout her tale, but some serious revelations about the Bentons’ past comes to light.

Gentill seems capable throwing in some impressive twists which seems to be getting harder to do in this genre. I don’t know if she is the greatest mystery writer of the age right now, but she is certainly interesting enough for me to keep an eye out for her other works.

The Christmas holiday is behind us, but that’s no reason to avoid revisiting the Yuletide season during the 1890’s from the rooms of 221 B Baker Street, especially since Bonnie MacBird has continued her series of Sherlock Holmes novels with What Child is This?

Book Review: Retirement Gives People Plenty of Free Time To Solve Murder Cases

The Thursday Murder Club by Richard Osman is an amusingly implausible mystery that may be a little overrated, but not by much.

A group of friends in an English retirement village meet on Thursdays to discuss and work on unsolved murders. When a developer is killed in their community, they get the opportunity to test their mettle in a current case. It’s a motley little group led by a woman named Elizabeth Best with a somewhat enigmatic past. A newcomer named Joyce gets invited to the group and seems to have the right kind of enthusiasm for these shenanigans. Interestingly enough, some of the chapters are Joyce’s diary entries, and the sudden changes in perspectives sort of work here. A couple of police officers become entangled with this unorthodox group as well.

Anyway, another murder adds to the mayhem, and the Thursday Murder Club have the chance to add some adventure into their retirement.

Osman creates a pretty good, diverse group of characters here. He doesn’t give too much away about the past of the four protagonists and manages to keep them interesting. Elizabeth is the determined, practical leader of this group and seems to have some unexpectedly useful connections. I don’t remember if her past was ever fully explained, and I kind of like that for some reason.

Older characters being in the lead solving crimes is not really a new idea in crime fiction, but Osman brings enough creative plotting and character development to be a welcome addition to the trope.

It is one of those books with chapters of widely varied lengths, which kind of makes the story seem a little too choppy. The shifting perspectives also threaten some distraction from the story, but Joyce Meadowcroft’s meandering diary entries were pretty funny.

The solution was a bit of a surprise but too far out of left field to be disappointing. I am not a big fan of stories like this being related in the present tense, but I am getting used to it being more common in today’s literature.

Overall, Osman is a welcome addition to the world of recent crime fiction, and I will likely peruse the other books in this series. If I ever end up in a retirement community, hopefully there will be a Thursday Murder Club I can join.

Next up, I will be returning to an old favorite author who I have not read for some time. I will allow author Dean Koontz to introduce me to The Bad Weather Friend.

Book Review: Hercule Poirot Unwraps A Killer For Christmas

Hercule Poirot’s Silent Night is another novel featuring the Belgian detective initially created by the late, great Agatha Christie but resurrected by Sophie Hannah. It’s a pretty good addition to the series, but no one can match the style of the Queen of Crime.

Hannah has provided her own narrator in the shape of Scotland Yard Inspector Edward Catchpool, who is a fine ally and foil for Poirot. Anyway, Catchpool is visiting Poirot when his mother shows up and begs them to look into the murder of a hospital patient who was apparently one of the happiest men one could ever hope to meet. Catchpool has some resentments toward his mother and is reluctant to spend his Christmas with her as he and his Belgian friend solve a murder. They meet an unusual family, and a woman is frightened for her husband who wants to solve the murder alongside Poirot before he succumbs to a terminal illness. Poirot and Catchpool agree to look into the matter and head out to the estate. Poirot unleashes his little grey cells yet again to solve one murder and perhaps prevent a second one.

Hannah is a pretty good writer and does capture the spirit of the Christie novels well enough. I am not one of those who will just spout off some sycophantic exclamation that Hannah is just as good as Christie, but she isn’t bad. It’s pretty fun to read new exploits of Poirot. Catchpool is fine as a sidekick and narrator, although there isn’t much that’s terribly unique or interesting about him. The complicated relationship with his mother kind of moves the needle in that area though.

The mystery itself is fine. The somewhat strange or crazy family members is typical of a Christie novel. Hannah is overall a good choice by the Christie estate to bring back Poirot. She is a talented writer, so I may look at her other works. I do read some of these pastiche works, and I have no real objection if Hannah continued with her version of Hercule Poirot.

This latest novel is interesting but not much else.

Next up, I am joining The Thursday Murder Club by Richard Osman.

Book Review: Myron Bolitar Is Welcomed Home By Murder

The Final Detail is a reliable and interesting mystery novel by prolific author, Harlan Coben, which features a sleuthing sports agent, Myron Bolitar.

Bolitar has been hanging out with a new lady friend on a Caribbean island when his best friend, Windsor Horne Lockwood III, tracks him down and informs him that his business partner has been arrested for the murder of a client. A baseball player who was attempting a comeback has been shot, and Myron’s other best friend is on the hook. Bolitar already has some practice with solving troubling crimes. Win, his wealthy and somewhat psychotic sidekick, is willing to assist as well with his usually morally questionable methods. Myron has to explore the past and figure out how a vanished daughter of the owner of the victim’s baseball team factors in.

I have read a few of Coben’s novels, but I had yet to meet Myron. I enjoyed this one. The plot was interesting, and there were a few effective twists. I thought Win was a bit of a scene stealer, but who doesn’t love a psychotic best friend who will break the rules that the hero won’t?

I thought Bolitar was pretty intriguing.as well. He surrounds himself with some eccentric cohorts. He is rather unlucky in love, but he does seem to be a decent guy with a nose for trouble.

This was a pretty enjoyable read, and I doubt that it will be very long before I am immersed in another Coben novel.

Time to welcome the Christmas season with a certain Belgian detective. Sophie Hannah has resurrected Agatha Christie’s most famous sleuth, and another murder needs to be addressed in Hercule Poirot’s Silent Night.

Book Review: The Dark Hours Belong to Ballard

The Dark Hours is a pretty intriguing novel by Michael Connelly and features Harry Bosch and his most recent series character, Renee Ballard. Bosch has been retired from LAPD for some time, but Detective Ballard still manages to draw him back into an investigation or two.

This thriller takes place during the thick of COVID lockdowns and mask-wearing. Ballard has been called out in the middle of the night to look into a fatal shooting. Evidence leads her to look into an unsolved case that was once investigated by Harry Bosch. Meanwhile, a pair of rapists have been stalking the streets of Los Angelos and have also attracted Ballard’s attention and ire. Bosch once again provides some invaluable support and insight even though he no longer carries a badge. Ballard also has to navigate the treacherous waters of department politics as well and finds her pool of allies getting smaller. It’s another cluster of tense situations provided by the prolific Michael Connelly.

I would have been fine if Connelly ignored the pandemic situation in his novels, but it’s not my call. Once thing that adds a dose of reality to his crime fiction is that his characters are often working more than one case in a particular novel. There is usually a primary plot, but Connelly will often have a side project for his protagonists going on and manages to skillfully weave in and out of them quite skillfully.

I don’t know if Connelly is really a master of the craft, but I don’t begrudge him his current popularity and success. Connelly is consistently good, and this particular novel isn’t the one to change my mind. I was pretty well hooked and inwardly cheering when Bosch would appear. This was still mostly a Ballard story, but I was fine with that. I enjoy the friendship that Connelly has developed between them. I found it interesting that Ballard acknowledged that Bosch has become sort of a mentor because that was not immediately obvious since Ballard is pretty sharp on her own. I thought it was pretty cool when she actually verbalized that aspect of their relationship. I also appreciate that Connelly has also chosen to not shoehorn in some romantic spark between them. Since there is a significant age gap between the two detectives, it would just seem tawdry and unnecessary, and Connelly seems to agree.

Overall, I enjoyed this one quite a bit, but I haven’t come across a Connelly novel that I did not enjoy in some degree. It was pretty good and should be one that crime fiction enthusiasts add to their reading lists.

Next up, I am reading my first J.K. Rowling novel, however it’s not her Harry Potter series. Time to meet Cormoran Strike in The Cuckoo’s Calling by Robert Galbraith. Yes, Galbraith is really J.K. Rowling. Anyway, that’s the next step in my path of literary indulgence.