This review is comprised of my reviews from the five books in this anthology, so it's long and a bit patchy. I probably should have rewritten it into a more coherent single piece, but frankly I've spent enough time on this series, and am more than ready to move on.
SHAKESPEARE'S LANDLORD
Warning: contains light spoilers as well as potentially triggering material.
I want to like Lily Bard. I've tried so damn hard. I want to like her because I like - maybe even love - Sookie Stackhouse and Harper Connelly, and can just about tolerate Aurora Teagarden. I want to like her because she's smart and strong and generally badass. I want to like her because she's a fellow survivor of terrible things.
But I just...don't.
I'm on my third reading of the Lily Bard Mysteries in the last five years, and I think this is going to have to be my last attempt with Lily, because her books make me moody and miserable. It's not the fact that they're about murder, or even the awful things that haunt Lily's past, so similar to my own. It's Lily herself. Lily's...oh, I hate saying this. It's such a loaded word, and used far too often to describe women who are strong and don't take crap from people. But honestly, Lily's kind of a bitch.
I was discussing this with a friend, and my friend said to me, "Don't you think you'd be a bitch if the stuff that happened to Lily happened to you?" Which made me blink in surprise, because - well, it did. Not identical, of course. My scars are mostly on the inside of my body, fusing my organs together, though I have some round puncture and burn marks on my breasts and stomach and back and arms. And I didn't kill the man who hurt me, or have to live with his rotting corpse for several days, mercifully. But the rest of Lily's story is very much like my own, from the things that were done to me to the way my family couldn't handle it and reacted in various unhelpful ways, from weeping and wailing, to trying to brush it off and telling me to pick myself up and move on.
There are some ways in which I empathise so much with Lily. Her hypervigilance, her reluctance to get involved with men, her deliberate distance from her family and her old life, her aloofness and lack of friends, her need for everything to be efficient and streamlined - these are all things that I know intimately. I understand so many of Lily's quirks and personality traits, because I've lived them. What I don't understand about Lily are her impatience and her superiority. Where my own experiences made me more empathetic and more understanding - and forgiving - of the weaknesses that all humans have, Lily seems to have gone the other direction, to the point of looking down her nose at most of the people she interacts with. For me, this makes her a decidedly uncomfortable protagonist.
There are things that I enjoyed about this book. I like Marshall, and wish that she would continue her relationship with him throughout the series. The mystery kept my attention, and I didn't remember who the killer was. And parts of Lily I find attractive, particularly her intelligence and common sense, which a lot of heroines in this type of book seem to lack. (Yeah, Roe Teagarden - I'm looking at you.) I'll certainly continue the series, since I have all five books in a hardback anthology, and I have hopes that Lily will grow and smooth out a bit. (Though I have read the books on two other occasions, the last time was in early 2012 and I don't remember them well.) Yet I do think this will probably be my last time with Lily, which is a shame, since I really enjoyed the Harper Connelly quartet, and about half of the Sookie Stackhouse series.
Oh well. Win some, lose some.
SHAKESPEARE'S CHAMPION
I liked this one a whole lot more than the first book. Lily is much more likeable - while she still has sharp edges, she says far fewer mean things about people - and actually has a few friends. I'm particularly fond of her relationship with young Bobo, and I think it's a shame that she won't end up with him, as he interests me far more than Jack. Jack is one of those characters who I feel I should like - sexy bad boy! Private detective! Tragic past! Long hair! - but he just totally fails to come off the page for me. Bobo, Marshall and even Claude had more chemistry with Lily, IMO.
Still, the plot of this second book is far more engaging, and Harris' portrayal of racial strife in a small southern town is, to this English girl, both heartbreaking and eye-opening.
I'm still not especially enamoured of Lily and the series in general, but I'm a bigger fan than I was after Shakespeare's Landlord.
SHAKESPEARE'S CHRISTMAS
I really enjoyed this instalment of the Lily Bard Mysteries, even if it wasn't very Christmassy, and there wasn't nearly enough Bobo for my taste.
In this one, Lily has to return to her hometown for her sister's wedding, and Jack ends up in the same town, working on the case of a kidnapped child. Although it took a bit of effort to suspend my disbelief that Jack would, by sheer coincidence, end up working a case in Lily's hometown, I thought that the mystery was the best in the series so far. I couldn't work out which child was the kidnapped girl, nor who was responsible for the murders that were a (failed) attempt at covering up the kidnapping. I also liked seeing a different, softer side of Lily that came out around her family, though I still find her a bit too snobby and cold for my taste.
I'm starting to warm to both Lily and Jack, although their relationship seems sort of insta-love-ish, and not in a believable way. Funny that I'm a fan of romance novels in general, yet the relationship between Lily and Jack strikes me as unlikely. Perhaps it'll grow on me during the last two books.
SHAKESPEARE'S TROLLOP
I started to like Lily quite a bit in the last two books, but this one was a real letdown. Lily's opinions of Deedra have always bothered me, but they reach fairly grotesque heights in this book, with Lily essentially blaming Deedra for her own murder.
Two things saved the book from being totally blah for me: a murderer who came totally out of left field, and the extremely chilling scene where Lily dreams of Deedra and the vision she would be seeing from inside her coffin. Harris is such an eclectic writer, flitting around from family tragedy to comedy to cheerful coziness to supernatural erotica, that I think of her as being fairly lightweight and funny - until I read a scene like this one that reminds me, damn, that woman can really write horror.
Still, this was not an enjoyable book for me, and Lily really disgusted me in this one.
SHAKESPEARE'S COUNSELOR
I think this was my least favourite book in the series, even more so than Shakespeare's Trollop. Lily seems to have backslid a lot here - after growing as a character throughout the last few books, and healing somewhat, her fear and anger has suddenly taken a turn for the worse.
It's not unusual for people to have relapses after trauma, but Lily's anger seems to go completely out of control in this series finale. She outright admits that she despises all men (except, I assume, Jack), which saddens me after seeing her become friends with Bobo, Claude, Marshall and Raphael Roundtree in previous books. Previously, Lily has aggravated and sometimes disgusted me; in this book she actually frightens me. She and I share a lot of bad experiences, and in some way, the deterioration of her emotional state feels like it casts aspersions on my own emotional stability.
Unlike the other books, I also found the plot of this one to be fairly nonsensical. I couldn't keep up with the twists, and eventually just shrugged and gave up on analysing the villains motivations. In addition, I was disappointed that we didn't get any real ending as far as the rest of the characters (mostly Alicia and the women in Lily's group) were concerned. I'd have liked some closure; some sense that life had improved.
Overall, 2.5 stars for the book, and 3 stars for the series. Harris is always kind of hit-or-miss for me - my ratings for the Sookie books were all over the place - but I'm a bit sad that the ending to this series wasn't better. I did enjoy books 2 and 3, but I won't be visiting with Lily again. I might, however, visit Bobo (my honey-love!) and Manfred Bernardo (the delicious psychic from the Harper Connelly series) in Harris' new crossover series, Midnight. See you there!