The Lock-Up by John Banville brings together two different series mcs; one, St. John (pronounced “sinjun”) Strafford, a detective, and pathologist/coroner Quirke. It’s a little confusing, but the Quirke books were mainly written under Banville’s pseudonym, Benjamin Black, and the Stafford books with no pseudonym. Early on, as with one of his literary inspirations, Graham Greene, who also wrote “literature” and “entertainments.” disrespecting the latter as hack work, Banville made the same distinction until now. This is the 9th Quirke book, and the 4th Strafford book, the 3rd with Quirke, and Banville, not Black, is the author. The books are set in fifties Ireland, when the Catholic Church rules Ireland.
In the last/third Strafford book, April in Spain, both Quirke and Strafford are involved in a case everyone in Ireland had thought was either an unsolved murder or just a disappearance. The sad sack Quirke is in Spain with his wife, Austrian psychologist Evelyn, and Quirke sees the missing woman, April, his daughter Phoebe’s friend. There are signs that worry Quirke about the situation, and so Strafford, accompanied by Phoebe, join them with Spain and (spoiler alert) there’s a dramatic conclusion involving Strafford’s deliberate killing of a man who had been sent to kill April, and an accidental death of Quirke’s wife, Evelyn.
The Lock-Up is--because Banville’s work is primarily about character--a study in part of Quirke’s grief. On some (unreasonable) level Quirke blames Strafford for his wife’s death, and in this book they work together on a case of suicide that Quirke determines is murder. The political background for the case is 1) yes, the role of the Catholic Church in 2) Irish-German-Israeli (and Catholic-Irish) relations before, during and soon after the war. The time is the early fifties. Phoebe had been in a relationship with Jewish David, who left her to live in Israel; David had been an assistant pathologists in Quirke’s office, and he never liked him. In this book Quirke has a relationship with Jewish Molly while Phoebe seems to begin a relationship with, of all people, Strafford. Quirke is a mess almost throughout, taking heavily to drink, angry with Strafford and Strafford’s boss, Chief Hackett, and so on.
The death of the woman, Rosa, is ultimately tied to that Catholic-German (Nazi)-Israeli axis I mentioned above. That's enough on that.
If you came for the action only, you might be disappointed, as Banville writes mysteries with a focus on character and relationships, and the Irish political landscape of the fifties, and things are wrapped up rather too quickly and neatly in this plot, but I still like it so much and can’t wait to see what happens next. I also like the reader of all? most? the Quirke and Strafford books, John Lee. I'll call it four stars, but there's nothing I'd rather read now than Quirke book #10.
* Drily funny/odd detail: Banville, especially in his mysteries, likes to have fun with names, a kind of pulpy crime tradition, for example, Quirke is quirky. The joke with Strafford’s name is that almost everyone--including we readers--gets it wrong; he’s either Stratford or Stafford. Just messin’ with us.
*One moment I found very moving is when Quirke, drunk and out of control, rails at Strafford and the detective leaves. Afterwards, Phoebe gently touches his shoulder and says, “Oh, Daddy,” in the wake of the mess Quirke has made of an evening. Phoebe was born of his wife who died in childbirth and given by Quirke to his brother and his wife to raise, and Phoebe was not told Quirke was her father until she was nineteen, so she had never called him Daddy, only Quirke. That single moment is moving for Quirke, and us, giving hope that good things may again happen.