Review: Martin Edwards – The Story of Classic Crime in 100 Books

The Story of Classic Crime in 100 Books by Martin Edwards has been much anticipated by fans of classic crime fiction. It follows the success of The Golden Age of Murder, Edwards’ impressive story of the famed Detection Club, and the British Library crime classics for which he’s the series consultant. Impeccably packaged with vintage style covers, the success of the series has opened up classic crime to a new generation of readers.

It must have been a near-impossible task to choose 100 books in which to tell the story of classic crime. In his introduction, Edwards emphasises that the novels have been chosen to emphasise the genre’s development and is not merely a list of the best books of the period. The introduction serves as fascinating summary of the Golden Age as do the chapter headings. The breadth of the themes identified: from serial killers to psychological thrillers,  the origins of many modern day crime fiction tropes can be traced back to the Golden Age period.

The Story of Classic Crime in 100 Books is a book to both read from cover to cover and to dip in and out of. I found myself doing both, looking for authors I was familiar with and discovering new ones. Some of the books will require determination to track down if you’re inspired to read them which makes the list all the more interesting. It’s a timely reminder that the period of the classic crime is more complex and wide-ranging that is often attributed to it. This impressive volume is a book to return to time and time again.

 

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Crime Fiction Round Up – Nordicana, Georges Simenon and Bodies from the Library

I’ve attended a lot of excellent events over the month of June and I’m finally doing a round-up of everything that’s happened. A lot of my time has been spent working on the sequel to In Bitter Chill and also preparing articles in advance of IBC’s publication. I’m keeping Crimepieces as my reviewing website but there are lots of updates to be found about the publication of In Bitter Chill either on the dedicated page which can be found on the tab above plus my events page. I have a backlog of reviews to complete and I have read some excellent books recently. I’ll be spending much of August catching up on my reviews.

10505572_1004054222946409_2907750079026096046_nBack to the events I’ve attend. In early June Nordicana took place at the Troxy Theatre in London’s Limehouse. Readers of Crimepieces will be aware that I’m a judge on 11401411_1589761097972325_6182053228526913903_nthe Petrona Award for translated Scandinavian Crime Fiction. It was in this capacity that I appeared on a panel discussing the origins of Nordic Noir with expert author Barry Forshaw along with Quentin Bates (author of Frozen Out) and Dr Jakob Stougaard-Nielsen (UCL Scandinavian Studies). The event also gave me the opportunity to sign my very first copies of In Bitter Chill. A special moment. It was an excellent event and hopefully will take place again in 2016.

The following week-end was an event hosted by PFD Literary Agents to celebrate the work of writer Georges IMG_0864Simenon. We met the author’s son, John Simenon, who spoke movingly about his father. We were also treated to a short interview with Rowan Atkinson who will be playing Maigret in a future TV series. It should be excellent. The Maigret books are being re-released by Penguin Books with fresh translations. I managed to pick up a few copies at the event and am looking forward to reading them.

Last week-end I continued the classic crime theme with a visit to the Bodies from the Library conference. I’m also a big fan of golden age crime fiction and was an avid reader of Agatha Christie and Dorothy IMG_0899Sayers as a teenager. The panels I saw were fascinating and I particularly enjoyed the presentation on locked-room mysteries. It’s a sub-genre that I’ve never really investigated and I’m determined to read more. Thanks to the organisers for an excellent event. Again, I hope to attend this event next year.

Next week, a special occasion will be taking place. My own launch of In Bitter Chill. I’ll post something on the day but thanks to all readers of Crimepieces for their support over the last few weeks. Reviewing will be back to normal by mid-July, I promise.

Classic Crime: Pamela Branch – Murder Every Monday

4686175568_19876f4c70_bIt’s been a while since I reviewed a classic crime novel. It’s not that I haven’t been reading them. They’re a very enjoyable distraction especially when I want to read a book over an afternoon. However, I often neglect to review them which is a shame as there are some very good books by authors who are now sadly neglected. One such writer is Pamela Branch whose Murder Every Monday I read recently.

Clifford Flush hasn’t murdered anyone for a long time until one day he pushes a friend into the path of an oncoming bus. The man survives but insists Clifford leaves town. He takes an entourage, all of whom have been acquitted of at least one murder, into the countryside to become homicide consultants, helping people who want to commit murder. All goes well until one of the students is killed in the middle of the course. And there are plenty of suspects to choose from.

The edition that I read was a vintage penguin. The biography of Pamela Branch on the back cover reveals a fascinating life although I can see that she later died in her forties. It’s a shame she isn’t more well-known. Murder Every Monday falls into the humorous crime category but it’s so much more than that. Clifford Flush is a Ripley style figure who is part cold calculated murderer but also keeps a reign on the more extreme members of his team. The victim isn’t given much character development until his death. The focus is on first the motley bunch that constitute the criminals and then on the guests who come to learn how to kill people. Both groups are subtly portrayed. There are degrees of ‘badness’ although no-one is completely without stain.

The humour comes from the watching the characters interact with each other. There are romances, fallings out and murders committed in others’ names. It adds up to a rich melee of murderous fun and I’m definitely going to be reading more of Branch.

Review: Sarah Caudwell – Thus Was Adonis Murdered

AdonisMoira, the excellent blogger over at Clothes in Books gave me a sneak preview of her review of one of her favourite crime novels that she’s written for the Remembering Petrona website. Like many of the book reviews that I see on the site that was set up in memory of crime fiction reviewer Maxine Clarke, it made me immediately want to read the book. Moira’s choice of crime novel is Thus was Adonis Murdered by Sarah Caudwell and although you’ll have to wait for Moira’s review on the website, she was kind enough to send me one of her second-hand copies which I gather she snaps up whenever she sees them.

I loved the book. It had a slightly dated feel to it; published in 1981, it reminded me of some the crime books I read as a teenager. But I can well see why it is one of Moira’s favourite reads.

Sarah Caudwell was the pseudonym of Sarah Cockburn, a British barrister, and the book features a group of Lincoln’s Inn barristers who discuss the predicament of one of their number, Julia Larwood, who has become embroiled in a murder on holiday in Venice. The character of Julia is seen firstly through a series of letters she sends her friends in London and also through the narrator, Hilary Tamar, a Professor of Medieval Law who observes the comings and goings of the group. Julia is portrayed as a scatty, lovable innocent and it is entirely in keeping with her character that finds herself suspected of murder. It is up to the group, therefore, to help her out of her predicament.

The quality of the writing is the first thing that strikes you. The language is witty and wry, especially the dialogue. For example:

‘Julia did very well,’ said Selena, ‘not to fall into the lagoon. How beastly of that woman to suggest she’d had too much to drink.’
‘Most uncharitable,’ said Ragwort. ‘Julia, as we all know, needs no assistance from alcohol to make her trip over things.’

Once you’ve got into the flippant tone, the book makes very entertaining and intelligent reading.

The narrator, Hilary Tamar, is an enigma. Of unclear gender, he/she casts a wry eye over proceedings and the although shocked by Julia’s predicament, the whole fiasco is portrayed as a bit of a game for the group. I suppose the book could be classified as a ‘cosy’ mystery particularly as there is a timelessness about the story. Really, it could easily have been written in the 1930s or earlier and I’m sure this is part of the attraction for the author’s legion of fans.

Thanks again to Moria for sending me one of her copies of the book.