If you ever saw a picture of Lawrence De Maria's Alton Rhode, the protagonist of Capriati's Blood, it might come with a caption "Generic Fictional PI." Rhode's character fits the typical gumshoe resume to a T, down to the last cliche. He's an ex-cop with a biting, sarcastic wit, struggling financially, with a penchant for beautiful women and a tendency to find himself the target of a stray bullet or fist every few chapters. In fact, although I just finished Capriati's Blood a few days ago, the only thing I remember about his character is that he either went to bed with or was propositioned by every female character under retirement age in the book. But, although Rhode's character is very familiar, author De Maria make the book original enough in other ways so that it’s a fairly enjoyable read as a whole.
Rhode operates in Staten Island, a borough of New York that's rarely the setting for books of any sort, and he's managed to make the acquaintance of about everyone important on both sides of the law on the island. Rhode lands a very familiar type of case, finding the long missing ex-boyfriend of an attractive actress named Ellen James, with a most unexpected twist. Ellen has a daughter by the titular Mr. Capriati, who ran out on her 14 years earlier, and their daughter has cancer. Further, Capriati may well be the only matching bone marrow donor they can locate in time. Since Capriati went to college on Staten Island, Ellen decides to hire a local PI to dig into his background.
Needless to say, there's more to the case than first meets the eye. It seems that Capriati was friends in college with the man who's now the head of the local Italian mob and that Capriati's disappearance may have a mob connection. And, not surprisingly the investigation results in attacks on Rhode and a dead body turning up. However, despite the familiar elements, the solution to the mystery is quite unusual, involving a twist that I both completely didn’t see coming and that I can’t recall having seen before. Plus, Rhode proves to be a shrewd, methodical investigator and not merely someone who stumbles around for a few chapters until the case solves itself.
Capriati's Blood offers some other reading pleasures as well. Author De Maria is a former journalist who got his start on a Staten Island newspaper (his first assignment, at the local courthouse, wound up with him meeting Roy Cohn and John Gotti), and the author’s knowledge of the borough shows up in some highly entertaining descriptions in the book. I especially enjoyed the scenes set in a local pub that the local cops and mobsters both frequented, often literally bumping into each other. Also, as befits a wise-cracking private eye, the author gives character Rhode a lot of clever quips and putdowns.
Of course, those quips and putdowns come at the expense of a couple of highly convenient foils. De Maria goes out of his way to create a couple of obnoxious jerks, a college professor and a medical bureaucrat, whose only function in the book seems to be to serve as Rhode’s verbal punching bags. Those two buffoons are merely part of a larger pattern in the book in which situations resolve themselves in highly unlikely and even more highly convenient manners for Rhode. In particular, the manner in which Rhode gets through his final showdown with the book’s villain is the literary equivalent of air escaping a leaking balloon.
Overall, the clever central mystery, the wit, and the evocative descriptions all through the book make Capriati's Blood an enjoyable read, despite the stock characters and ridiculous contrivance at the end. I sense that the author wanted to keep this book short (it is barely over 200 pages) and, for that reason, took some shortcuts. Since Capriati's Blood is the first in a series of Rhode novels (none of the others of which I have read), this just might be some growing pains on the author’s, and the character’s part. As for the present book, Capriati's Blood may be formulaic, but De Maria does a good job of following the formula.