Here’s a nifty little murder mystery--with a tight plot, lots of suspects, and a killer motive: if you’re not funny--you die. The story takes place in Edmonton, Canada, which is, from all I’ve heard, the hotbed of stand-up comedy. Indeed, there are at least two comedy clubs in the story vying for the attention of patrons--and a serial killer.
The main characters include two pairs--Jeff, owner of Comic f/x, and his sometime girlfriend Shelley, one of the club’s best female comics. The other pair consists of Mike Borneo and Lissa Cassway, two Edmonton police detectives who are sent to investigate the murder of a comic outside of the Laugh Attak Comedy Club. The victim, Dave Feener, was stabbed to death and left with a program from the club on his body--apparently a type of calling card from the killer. Mike and Lissa don’t know what to make of the murder, but when soon after Dave’s death, another comic is murdered in a similar manner right outside another comedy club called Comic f/x and a brochure from that establishment is left on that victim’s body, they realize that they have a serial killer on the loose.
We, the readers, are privy to not only the actions of the police and the comedy club managers, but also to a smaller degree--the inner thought processes of the killer’s mind. It soon becomes apparent that this killer expects a lot from a comedy routine. Indeed, when he slashes his comedian victims, his parting words to them are, “You just aren’t funny!” That’s surely enough to make a person want to avoid a career in the comedy field--at least in Edmonton.
DEAD COMIC STANDING works well as a crime thriller, who-dunit, and police procedural. I was kept guessing right until the end as to the identity of the killer because there are lots of suspects and even more motives. The characters are richly drawn and certainly out of my personal frame of reference--as I don’t know any comics or policemen or even any residents of Edmonton, Canada. The suspense is maintained well and I was turning pages fast and furiously.
Probably the best part of the book was the added bonus of getting to experience each comic’s routine as he/she performed it--along with the audience’s reaction. I kept wondering if a particular comic would avoid the killer’s wrath when I encountered what I thought was a particularly humorous monologue, but it appeared that the killer was not as easily amused as I was, and some of the best comics in the book succumbed to the killer’s fury right after they gave a “killer” performance. The author gives the entire text of many of the comedy routines in the book and many are really funny. As a reader, it feels strange to laugh out loud at a character who gets whacked on the next page. But that’s life for you. Comedy and tragedy are often just a few sentences apart.