It has been one of my annual late Fall rituals. The leaves are falling, and where I live the snow is falling too. College football and winter holidays are in full gear. It’s time to build a fire in our fireplace, open the new John Grisham novel, “The Boys from Biloxi”, and escape into the legal world of fiction.
Over the last couple of years, it seems that Grisham’s been changing things up and trying new approaches rather than just relying on his normal underdog-do-gooder fighting the evil and powerful corporate villains. This time out, Grisham really changes things up again and goes back to his historical Mississippi setting, storytelling style. But there are other reasons this one is different.
“The Boys from Biloxi” reads more like a historical or documentary of the Mississippi coast, than a novel, at times. It covers the crime and corruption in Biloxi from the 1940’s through the 1980’s, which included gambling, strip clubs, prostitution, local law enforcement, drugs, and of course, the Dixie mafia. I’ve heard other readers comment on how much it feels like a Don Winslow novel.
“The Boys from Biloxi” is the story of two childhood friends, Keith Rudy and Hugh Malco, their fathers, and their families. Keith and Hugh are third generation grandsons of two Croatian immigrant families, settling in the Biloxi suburb of “The Point”. While Keith and Hugh growing up playing baseball and doing everything together, Keith’s father, Jesse, spends his evenings going to law school to provide a better future for his family, and Hugh’s father, Lance, finds himself building his night clubs into a powerful crime syndicate.
Jesse’s law career leads him into becoming a District Attorney and before you know it, he is facing off against Lance, who has become a mob boss with connections to local enforcement on his side. Keith follows in his father’s footsteps as a lawyer, while Hugh joins his father and the family business, operating in the shady and violent world of crime. It’s only a matter of time until their paths cross again, in an explosive and violent conflict that will last decades and shatter their family relationships forever.
It's important for readers to understand that this book is the absolute definition of the descriptive term “Slow burn”. It starts slow with lots of background and history, and takes much longer to get going than most of Grisham’s prior books. You must be patient with this one because there’s a lot of buildup in the first half that doesn’t take off until the final third of the book. I know this is not something that we’ve experienced with a Grisham book, this time patience is a requirement.
If you hang in there and keep reading, there are several things to like about “The Boys from Biloxi”. Once the story get’s going the plotting is pretty good. Let’s face it. Grisham is a master writer and his writing style just demands your attention is such a fluid and effortless manner. His descriptions are brief, focused, and vivid. His dialogs are sharp and flow like a Robert B. Parker Spenser novel at its best. More importantly. Like Stephen King, Grisham is a pure in heart storyteller, and his storytelling skills are pretty flawless – smooth and flowing prose with no wasted or unnecessary words, a constant focus on moving the conflict forward.
Now, that doesn’t mean there was not some areas where the book could have been better. As much as Grisham focused on the male characters, instilling depth and authenticity, the female characters seemed to play secondary roles and lacked opportunities for development. Egan Clement, Keith’s sisters and mother, and Hugh’s mother could have played bigger roles and strengthened their impact, but almost all of the time they were either secondary characters or spent time offstage. For me, I really wanted to see more of Egan and experience more development with her character. Most of the time, she was just there supporting the men. That was a missed opportunity to strengthen the story.
Overall, even with the somewhat dramatic change in style being more like a historical documentary than crime fiction, this was still a pretty enjoyable and entertaining book. Although some readers might complain about it being a slow burn and requiring a great deal of patience, for me, it paid off pretty strongly in the end, and pulled on my emotional heart strings.
Truth be told, Grisham sets such a high bar for his readers that sometimes it’s hard to review his work with full objectively, since beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. I believe that that the key to Grisham’s continued success is his exemplary power to tell a captivating tale and this one was, although different in style and approach, was still a strong and well-delivered read.
See you again next year, John…