The Dresden Files #3: Grave Peril by Jim Butcher

Read: 31 March, 2013

Dresden and his friend Michael – a Knight of the Cross – are kept busy. Ghosts are going crazy all over town, and the veil that separates the real world from the Nevernever has been weakening.

I’ve been told that the series really starts to pick up with this book and I think I can see it (though it could just be that I was expecting to like it better so I did. Brains are weird like that sometimes.).

The last two books had started to show a predictable pattern: Mystery is introduced, Dresden makes two potions for funsies, Murphy messes everything up because she’s blinded by her distrust for Dresden, potions just happen to be exactly what Dresden needs, showdown, The End. But Grave Peril breaks from the formula quite significantly.

For one thing, there’s two new major characters introduced: Michael Carpenter (aptly named for a devout Christian) on Team Dresden, and Lea, Dresden’s Fairy Godmother and most definitely not on Team Dresden. While I found Lea interesting, I did find it strange that she would pursue Dresden so doggedly in Grave Peril yet not make any appearance at all in earlier books. I don’t think that this absence was ever explained (or retconned, as the case may be).

Potions don’t make an appearance in this one, which is a shame because it’s the aspect of Dresden’s magic that I enjoy reading about the most. However, leaving them out did keep the series from falling into too laughably absurd a pattern, so I suppose it’s okay.

The last big difference from the other two books is that Grave Peril puts a bit more focus on Dresden’s moral choices – the idea of having to choose between a small number of people he cares for and a large number of people he doesn’t know, or whether it’s worth killing a baddy if it means also killing innocents as well (and what Dresden’s share of guilt in such a situation might be). It added an interesting dimension to the series and a little food for thought – though, of course, the questions were merely raised, never answered.

Through much of the book, Murphy is unconscious and out of the picture, and I find it sad how much of a relief that was. She’s a terrible character. Her propensity to make getting the baddies far more difficult than it needs to be because of her lack of trust has really been getting old. Perhaps even worse is the fact that neither character-Dresden nor narrator-Dresden ever acts like her attitude is a problem. He’s always apologetic, accepting his guilt, and seems to believe that being irrational and angry all the time is what makes a strong female character. Compare her to her replacement in Grave Peril, Michael. Michael and Dresden are able to work together as a team, trusting each other when information needs to be withheld, respecting each other enough not to withhold it unless absolutely necessary, and able to protect each other without it being a gender thing. Michael is, in many ways, what Murphy should have been from the beginning.

One thing that confused me, and perhaps someone could explain it to me in the comments, is why Dresden mentions the possibility of calling Murphy for backup twice, despite knowing that she was unconscious. The first time he’s corrected, but the second time it’s just mentioned and dropped. Was that an editing error or did I miss something?

Anyways, I did enjoy this book much better. It had a few twists where it seemed to be following a predictable pattern and then veered off, which kept things interesting. I found that the resolution of the mystery was rather flimsy (spoiler: two baddies were working together, though I couldn’t figure out why they would do so except for their mutual dislike for Dresden), but that’s okay. I enjoyed the ride.

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The Dresden Files #2: Fool Moon by Jim Butcher

Read: 24 March, 2013

Once again, Murphy calls Dresden out to a crime scene that just doesn’t seem right. The deceased is one of Gentleman Johnny Marcone’s men, he’s been mauled and there are wolf tracks at the scene of the crime. Dresden suspects werewolves.

Unfortunately, my main complaint about Storm Front hasn’t been fixed. Dresden likes to describe himself as a believer in chivalry, wanting to protect the women around him. It would be easy enough to chalk it up to the character since Dresden plays off as a weird combination Noir Cool Guy and scraggly teen doofus (yeah, it’s awkward), but the narrative facts shatter that excuse. The strong female characters, while present, tend to act rashly, making careless mistakes that get people hurt, usually as a result of not wanting to be protected by men like Dresden.

Storm Front had some absurdities in it, but Fool Moon really takes it to the next level. There’s the standard turf war between the FBI agents and the local cops, but in this case the FBI agent opens fire on the cop. Yes, opens fire. As in she shoots her gun. It makes sense for that character to behave in such a way, but it makes absolutely no sense for the local cop not to go completely nutzo-berzerker on her. At the very least, there should a report filed and disciplinary action. The idea that Murphy would simply shrug it off as just another cop turf scuffle is absolutely absurd.

We see this again later when Murphy arrests Dresden for having once held a piece of paper with a symbol on it that was later seen drawn on the floor in a crime scene. She doesn’t even ask him for an explanation (nor allow him to give her one). She just jumps straight to arrest. It’s almost like cops don’t have to do paper work or obey the law in Dresdenland.

I’d say, as a general rule, Murphy is pretty much off the deep end in this book.

I do really enjoy the descriptions of the potions – how they’re made and how they work. The rest of the magic system I could take or leave, but the potions are quite cool.

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The Hollows #1: Dead Witch Walking by Kim Harrison

Read: 19 March, 2013

Rachel Morgan has been getting bored with all the small-fry runs she’s been sent on lately. She knows she’s a good runner, so why won’t they give her any good runs? So, on a whim, she decides to leave the I.S. and strike out on her own, despite the stories about the last person who tried to break his contract…

I did enjoy the book – really! – and I fully intend to read more of the series. But there were some issues that bugged me. For example:

Rachel really needs to get laid, or maybe just masturbate or something. Throughout the story, she is physically attracted to the point of distraction nearly every character she meets! Except, of course, the one she ends up dating. She notices his body on a few occasions, but not in the “gaga” way that she notices Ivy, Jenks, or Trent. In fact, while I’m on the subject, the whole Nick romance feels somewhat forced.

There are other plot critical points that just don’t seem to make much sense, or aren’t sufficiently explained. For example, why won’t the I.S. let her leave? If the problem is just the breech of contract, why not sue her or seize her assets instead of trying to kill her? If the problem is that she might have some “insider knowledge,” why doesn’t she seem to have any? And if the issue really is just that she’s taken Ivy with her so her old boss has a personal grudge, in what world is having someone killed an acceptable (let alone institutional) way of dealing with such things?

Or the point was just to add some tension to the story early on and give Rachel a reason to keep pursuing Trent once he proves himself to be rather more dangerous than she might be able to handle. Yet even this didn’t quite work. The idea that there was some suspicion surround Trent is raised early on, but there’s no reason to believe that the I.S. would suddenly stop trying to kill Rachel just because she brought in Trent – or anyone else. In fact,  if Trent is really as powerful as he’s made out to be, it seems that the I.S. might have more reason to want to avoid such a high profile and volatile case.

Same goes for the Ivy subplot. There’s some questions about Ivy’s motives, and Rachel distrusts her throughout the story, but she stays with her anyway. Again, it feels forced. Either the issue is a simple misunderstanding that an honest conversation could fix, in which case Rachel is blowing it way out of proportion, or Ivy really is a threat, in which case Rachel needs to stop trusting her so much. But it feels like Harrison wants to preserve the mystery while still having Rachel and Ivy be friends, so instead Rachel just bounces back and forth between trusting Ivy and being terrified of her.

We’re told on a few occasions that Rachel is a great runner, but the story doesn’t really seem to play that out. She scoffs at the idea of planning ahead and just kinda throws herself into situations completely unprepared. Again and again, she relies on luck and other people to save her.

And the size of the role that luck plays is rather disappointment. For example, when Rachel is in the fighting ring (no spoilers!) and just happens to be pitted against the one person who can help her. I kept waiting for it all to be part of Trent’s plan, but no. It was just unbelievable luck.

But, like I said, I really did enjoy the book. It was fast paced and there are some characters I really like. Jenks and his family are fantastic, and I loved the bits about fairies and pixies. I also found Nick intriguing, and I feel like there’s going to be a lot more to him later in the series.

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The Dresden Files #1: Storm Front by Jim Butcher

Read: 11 March, 2013

When I finished the Harry Potter books and whining because it was over, I was told to read the Dresden Files. “It’s like Harry Potter for grown-ups,” according to multiple sources. So I decided to give it a try.

Storm Front starts out as a Noir novel, full of all the classic tropes of the genre. If you’ve seen The Big Sleep or The Maltese Falcon, you know what I’m talking about. The big twist on the genre is that Dresden is a wizard. Though once he finds himself wearing sweatpants and cowboy boots under his duster, it becomes rather difficult to take its genre status too seriously.

Butcher does try to play up the Noir tropes – so you get the stereotypical characters (the hard-boiled cop, the femme fatale, the surly bartender, the gorgeous reporter… That being said, there’s some amount of subtle playing with the tropes, such as the cheerleader-ish hard-boiled cop with the soft face and Shirley Temple blonde curls.

There’s a fair amount of the casual sexism that’s so endemic to the Noir genre – some of it internal to Dresden’s perspective, but some of it reinforced by the narrative (such as the hard-boiled cop crying when Dresden won’t share information with her) – and I found that rather irksome. But I grew up with Bogart movies, so I put my raging feminist aside and really enjoyed the novel, though the depictions of women are problematic and I really hope that improves further into the series.

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The Broken Shore by Peter Temple

Read: 15 January, 2013

After getting injured on the job, Joe Cashin leaves Melbourne Homicide for a post in his rural home town while he recovers. While he deals with some family tragedies, the trauma of his last Homicide case, and the politics and racism of his new environment, he investigates the brutal murder of the town’s wealthy hero, Charles Burgoyne.

I really enjoyed this book! It takes a long time for it to really get into the mystery, but that time is well spent on establishing Cashin’s character and the various factions that make up the town. Once the mystery starts in earnest, the red herrings and plot twists are expertly handled, such that I really felt taken along all the false roads with no cheating.

Race plays a fairly significant part in this story, as the murder is cast as rich white guy brutalized and killed by thieving aboriginal kids. This leads to an overt conflict between  the white side of town and the slums. I found the question of race to be deftly handled. It’s explicit in parts, but never gets browbeating.

The story has a strong Australianity. The slang peppering the story is an obvious example, as are the descriptions of the town – Port Monro – and nearby Melbourne. I’ve never been to Australia, so I’m probably a poor judge, but I feel like Temple really nailed that “sense of place” aspect. And I, for one, will be adding “spaggy bol” to my vocabulary!

Cashin is a very interesting character. In fact, I think it could be argued that the book is far more about him and his journey to come to terms with the past (both his on-the-job injury and his family history) than it is about the murder of Burgoyne.

The writing style is fantastic, with great use of imagery and metaphors. The dialogue is very snappy and funny, and Cashin is pretty much the master of sarcasm. I think it’s fair to say that Temple does something special with the detective mystery genre in Broken Shore, and I highly recommend giving it a try!

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Zoo City by Lauren Beukes

Read: 13 January, 2013

Imagine if the daemons from Pullman’s His Dark Materials series were real, except that you only got one if you had a guilty conscience. In Zoo City, the animalled are the new criminal element, living in the fringes of society, ghettoed into “zoo cities.” After addiction led to Zinzi December being paired with a sloth, she tries to pay off her debts by finding people’s lost things and writing 419 scam letters. But after a job goes wrong, she becomes entangled in a search for a lost girl…

Beukes’s writing style is fantastic, and she made good use of alternative chapters – articles from a fictional movie database describing a documentary on the first famous case of an animalled individual, one of the 419 scam letters that Zinzi sends out, a fictional journal article about animalling, etc. There’s also quite a lot going on in the book that’s separate from the mystery itself, such as Zinzi meeting a couple her boss is scamming, that add dimension to Zinzi and her world. I also found that Beukes’s use of descriptions is fantastic.

Unfortunately, the plot feels clunky. I rode through because the characters are compelling and the writing is a joy to read, but the mystery just falls flat.

***SPOILER ALERT***

I didn’t care for the ending at all. For one thing, can we stop writing books set in the music industry that have the producer be the baddie, please? But also, the attempt to tie together the two different plot strands in some big elaborate conspiracy was just tiresome, and totally unnecessary. The victims (other than Mrs Luditsky, who seems to have been killed only for the cover up anyway) are fringe people that no one noticed missing. As for the twins, Odi had already set them up as being unhinged with the rehab stuff, so he could have easily just covered it up with a “they ran away” story (especially once Song helped out by actually running away – giving that story some precedence). What was the point of getting Zinzi involved at all? and the victims sending out e-mails? Why? That’s not Zinzi’s shavi, so how were they doing it and why were they sending them to her?

***END SPOILER***

I’d say that the book is worth reading, just for the characters, the setting, and the world-building concepts. But as a mystery, I was disappointed.

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Inspector Montalbano #3: The Snack Thief by Andrea Camilleri

Read: 26 November, 2012

I was introduced to Inspector Montalbano on a trip to visit my dad, who has lately been burning through the series and couldn’t stop raving about it. While I was there, we watched a couple of the TV shows, and then dad sent me The Snack Thief as a birthday present.

I can be quite picky about mysteries. I find that too often they rely on withholding information or on giving the characters absurd ideas or quasi-psychic insight to reach the correct conclusions, and that’s frustrating because it makes me feel lectured to, rather than an active participant in the solving efforts. The Snack Thief handled this perfectly – all the information is presented to the reader as it’s discovered, and any withheld information had good reasons for being withheld. When Montalbano thought that the answer lay in one direction, it’s what I would have guessed as well. When he was wrong, I was wrong too, and not frantically yelling at him to just please think about Clue X.

The characters are fantastic – they are all, truly, characters, with very amusing quirks and details. Even small side characters aren’t spared the gift of personality. While it may seem like an odd comparison, it reminded me somewhat of A Song of Ice and Fire, except, of course, that the quirks and details were funny rather than depressing and horrifying.

I highly recommend this book and, more broadly, the Inspector Montalbano series. It’s a quick read, easily finished in an afternoon, but it isn’t fluff, and it’s hilarious. My only advice would be not to read it on an empty stomach!

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The Suspicions of Mr. Whicher by Kate Summerscale

Read: 16 March, 2012

The Road Hill House murder shocked Victorian England. The crime itself was brutal, of course, but what really shook the foundation of Victorian assumptions about social class and safety was that the murder took place in an otherwise ordinary middle class household and that the murder was evidently one of its inmates.

The Suspicions of Mr. Whicher follows the investigation of the murder and its aftermath, focusing on the lives of the Kent family and on Mr. Whicher, the detective, himself.

Summerscale does an amazing job of contextualising the murder and its aftermath. While she does go a little overboard in painting the Road Hill murder as the catalyst for change in Victorian society, she does at least make her argument rather convincing. Her writing style is approachable even for those unfamiliar with the era, and her frequent mentions of books and historical figures added extra fun to the reading for me because it brought back so many of my lessons from when I studied Victorian literature in university.

I highly recommend Mr. Whicher if you have an interest in the Victorian era, issues surrounding the interaction of law enforcement and privacy, or simply enjoy mysteries and want a little more background on real life detectives.

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The Moonstone by Wilkie Collins

Read: 2006

Rachel Verinder has inherited a priceless diamond from her uncle, a corrupt and misliked British officer who had been stationed in India when he died. But shortly after she wears it for the first time, the diamond goes missing from her bedroom. A search for the missing diamond, and for its thief, ensues.

The Moonstone is the progenitor of the modern detective novel. It is, as T.S. Eliot described, “the first, the longest, and the best of modern English detective novels.” This isn’t, of course, your average poolside detective fic. The Moonstone is filled with social commentary (some of it truly hilarious, such as Drusilla Clack reverse thievery of religious tracts). Collins’s treatment of Hindus is years ahead of its time.

The novel is memorable. Franklin Blake’s mad rant about the objective versus the subjective is still oft quoted in this household. Highly recommended for fans of Victorian literature who also enjoy a good whodunnit.

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Amelia Peabody Mysteries #18: The Serpent on the Crown by Elizabeth Peters

Read: 20 January, 2012

Every good detective needs a special trait. Adrian Monk has OCD, Nero Wolfe is overweight, Gilbert Cunningham takes place in Medieval Scotland… Peters’ Amelia Peabody is an Egyptologist working in the late 19th – early 20th century.

I’ve long been something of an amateur Egyptology aficionado (and, in fact, was set on a career in the field for years before the insecurity of puberty put me off any “hard” careers), so I was quite excited to give this mystery series a try. Also, I like to start series at the beginning, but I picked this but up at a sale so I thought I’d give it a try anyway.

In this adventure, a widow and well-known author presents Peabody&co with a “cursed” statuette and claims that a mysterious black afrit killed her husband and is coming after her.

The mystery was fairly blah. The detectives do very little detecting; instead, they spend 2/3 of the novel having things happen to them, and then the culprits confess everything. In the final chapter, it’s revealed that Peabody had everything figured out much earlier, but she gave no indication of this at the time.

And, frankly, it’s not like the detectives didn’t have the chance to do some real detecting – they just sucked at it. For example, two of Peabody’s party spend days trying to track down fugitives before they even think of the possibility that the fugitives might not be using their real names!

The writing  form was also rather confusing. Some sections were titled “From Manuscript H,” but no indication was given as to what this might refer to. I suppose it’s possible that this was established in an earlier book, but it was rather weird, especially since there were no other section titles. Peters also made the odd choice of switching back and forth between first person and third, without any real reason for the choice.

All in all, I’d say that this is a fine detective story for a poolside read, but it’s not worth seeking out.

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