May, 1982. Britain celebrates the sinking of the Belgrano, Jimmy Savile has the run of the airwaves and Denton Police Division welcomes its first black policeman, DS Waters - recently relocated from East London.
While the force is busy dealing with a spate of local burglaries, the body of fifteen-year-old Samantha Ellis is discovered in woodland next to the nearby railway track. Then a fifteen-year-old boy is found dead on Denton's golf course, his organs removed.
Detective Sergeant Jack Frost is sent to investigate - a welcome distraction from troubles at home. And when the murdered boy's sister goes missing, Frost and Waters must work together to find her . . . before it's too late.
James Henry is the pen name for James Gurbutt. James is a publisher at Constable & Robinson, R.D. Wingfield’s original publisher back in the 1980s. Philip Wingfield, son of the late R. D. Wingfield approves; he remarked, 'The author has captured my father's style superbly. Fans and newcomers alike will not be disappointed.' That’s a good sign but how did they go about it? And just like Talking Heads, we set them up and here is the result.
Note: There are multiple authors with this name. This author has one space. James^Henry
Review from Badelynge. The late R.D. Wingfield's famous scruffy detective lives on again in this the second book featuring the early investigations by Frost. It's 1982 and Frost is currently a Detective Sergeant though due to the absence of most of the higher ranks at Eagle Lane he's doing the job he'd eventually rise to in Wingfield's books. James Henry is the working name of a duo of writers attempting to capture the beloved character. It always seems to me that the character has had as many negative habits pinned to him as possible but with the mission of making the detective still likeable. He smokes so heavily even the smokers feel ill, he hardly changes his clothes even in a heatwave, rarely goes home, drinks on the job, though to be fair so does the rest of the squad-room and he's cheating on his wife. Really he's the only fully formed character in the book along with the heavily caricatured Mullett. They're polar opposites, equally disdainful of each other but the two of them are stuck together. It's a situation that sort of underpins the whole series and generates most of the amusement. The other characters don't really have a lot to them, which sadly includes the new guy, DS Waters, Denton's first black policeman. It's a strand that had potential but it never really goes anywhere and pulls its punches when touching on racism within the force during the 80s. Fatal Frost is a very readable and entertaining police procedural, with several cases ongoing which sort of overlap in places. Looking in on a younger Frost is a great idea. The little touches of period detail tend to pop out of the narrative unexpectedly. It's a bit like driving over unseen speed bumps. They jolt you out of the story because they don't quite blend into the contemporary perspective. Two quid would have been two quid, and bins would have been bins, with no mention of what material they were both made out of. As someone who was thirteen at the time I can appreciate the nostalgia evoked but it does seem to have a slight retrospective feel to it that probably doesn't compare to books actually written in the 80s. It's not a big problem though. I'd certainly read any more books in the series. So crack open a can of Harp lager, reach for a pack of Rothmans (maybe not), stick Alison Moyet on the record player and dive into the 80s with that scruffy bloke with a dead cat in his car. This review is from an advance reading copy.
I was surprised to read that R.D. Wingfield's son review of James Henry's "Fatal Frost" captured his father's "style superbly" and that fans would not be disappointed. I am. I have the original book series of the creator of our delightfully naughty Jack Frost, Detective, and have read them at least three times over the years. "Fatal Frost" was written after R.D.Wingfield's death in '07 (I believe that's the year) and with an open mind and hopeful heart delved into it not having enough of Wingfield's most memorable character,Frost. The book lacked the slipping, sliding almost manic drive of Frost to capture the criminals. The long hours, the dark nights, the luke-warm tea, the going in circles search for the murder - all of it that made up Frost. Even Mullet, the most annoying pompous Chief Constable is not painted in the same image. I read a review that says the humor is the same only I didn't find the real humor (sometimes quite sick) as in the original series. This book seemed to follow more of the television character, which not only didn't I feel captured the books' Frost but neither did Wingfield. For me, none of the usual characters, or suspect, had that special "thing" to capture the laughs, or gnashing of teeth or anything of true interest in "Fatal Frost". All in all I say if you love Frost stories, please don't do as I did and buy this book. Doing so has made me feel like I"m actually grieving the death of Mr. Wingfield and Jack Frost. Sorry R.D. I wish I could say differently.
Detektyvai apie Frostą yra iš tų knygų, kur man visada patinka. Ši knyga - ne paties Wingfieldo, o kito žmogaus (beje, Wingfieldo leidėjo) parašytas prequel. Šiaip skaitant net nesijautė per daug, kad tai - ne to paties autoriaus Frostas, gal nebent nusikaltimų linijų mažiau supinta (pas Wingfieldą būna trys-keturios nesusijusios, kurios trukdo inspektoriui susikoncentruoti ties viena, bet paskui labai gražiai išsisprendžia). Personažų charakteriai geri, Frostas toks pats, o jo nevykęs asmeninis gyvenimas irgi šauniai prie visko dera. Vienintelė problema - pagrindinio nusikaltimo sprendimas. Šiaip buvo netikėtas, bet - čia esu priversta pavartoti tą banalų žodį - neįtikino. Kažkaip liko jausmas, kad kažkokie galai nesurišti, kažkokie motyvai neaiškūs. Ir esu tikra, kad jie galėjo būti aiškūs, jei dar truputį būtų išsamiau panagrinėti. Bet negaliu sakyti, buvo įdomu ir skaitysiu kitus prequelus.
The authors have tried to get the authentic Frost tone but I don't think it rings true all the time. Liked the interweaving strands of the story. Get distracted by 1982 references. e.g. Did people say diversity and closure, when did teenage girls have Walkmans? Probably all correct, but took me out of the story
This one was very entertaining; Frost is juggling with too many cases in his hands that you have to wonder when he find the time to deal with a sick wife and a mistress :P
Add to that that a black officer has arrived to stay which rushes some feathers in the conservative Denton *laughs*
I love how the multiple cases gave a sense of urgency to the story, showing us how stressful the job is. And I like the characters, even those that I dislike if that makes any sense. :P
I'll keep listening to this series: it's fun, it's intriguing and it keeps me entertained. What else could I ask?
I was a huge fan of Wingfield's Frost series. They had mystery and humor and excellent writing, so it was with great trepidation that I tried James Henry's re-creation of Frost. I was happy to see he has succeeded. It must be a very difficult thing to do and is not often well accomplished. Robert Goldsborough occasionally succeeds in recreating Archie and Nero, but no one has managed to authentically reproduce Fleming or Ludlum, and they weren't that good in the first place.
Henry's Frost has just the right combination of humor and mystery. It's 1982, Frost is a DS, and Denton is getting its first black policeman. Mullet happens to be on the golf course (a source of both embarrassment and amusement to the regulars) when the eviscerated body of a young boy is found. Overworked with a spate of local burglaries, Frost finds to the murder a welcome distraction and then the boy's sister disappears. Soon he begins to wonder if this isn't a reprise of a school-girls' wiccan adventure from years previous.
Listened to as an audiobook. Delightfully read by Stephen Thorne. Another one of those books that encourages mowing the lawn twice.
The first 'Frost' book I have read - by either the original or the new author - and I have to say that I really enjoyed it. There is a lot crammed into the book - a gang of BMX riding muggers, an estate agent come burglar, a possible suicide, a disembowelled boy, a missing girl and a dead cat. On top of that, the first black officer arrives at Denton, Frost is juggling a mistress and a sick wife, and all Mullet is interested in is the new golf club.
I loved the characters - they are all well written and coms across as being very individual and realistic, some likable, some not. The twisted, interlinked storylines really give the reader the idea of the stress and urgency that the understaffed department come under as they battle to work out the culprits in each one. And the fact that they are interlinked, but not jammed uncomfortably together, is an excellent bit of writing.
I really enjoyed the few days spent in company with this book and I would definitely pick up other books in the series if they came my way.
I've never watched any of the Frost TV series and have never read any of RD Wingfield's novels. In addition, this is the second in the series of "prequel" Frost novels, so it probably wasn't an ideal place to start.
I can't say I was bowled over by Fatal Frost - none of the characters jumped off the page so I wasn't particularly fussed about them. Some of the plot was similar to something in a Ruth Rendell novel I read many years ago which gave me the feeling I'd read Fatal Frost before.
I found it average and can't really say any more than that, other than I don't feel the need to read any more Frost books.
I was leery about this prequel series at first; doubtful that anybody could capture the tone and characterizations resembling the way Wingfield created them. I then read First Frost and a lot of that skepticism lost its hold as it felt close enough to what a Frost prequel story should look like for me, perhaps too close in Jack's case. After reading Fatal Frost however I could definitely tell that it was done by someone else.
The grit, sarcasm, and un-PC dialog was severely reduced in this book (the latter of which practically gone), making it a very safe entry into the series. I daresay that even the TV show was edgier than Fatal Frost. Not to say that it was a bad story, just that it seemed... off for a Frost tale, in part due to the aforementioned points. The story itself was decent; some burglaries, muggings, a missing person, and a couple murders to contend with. Usual Frost fare for the most part, except that there's typically even more going on than that and they're often more complex.
Fatal Frost did offer something that I don't recall from the other books: sections from the point-of-view of one of the perpetrators, as well as the most from Mullet to date. Getting a little more insight into a villain may (or may not) be new to this series, and was an interesting change, I just don't think it added much to make a significant difference in the plot, aside from perhaps one section of his. Then there's Mullet, whom everyone who's picked up a book or watched an episode should know, but the books have never really fleshed him out because he's not really a character, more of a caricature. Mullet is a foil to Frost and that's about it, so the sections from his POV probably could've been cut in half at least.
Other than all those relatively minor points, Fatal Frost was generally an enjoyable read. If you're a fan of the character and/or series I would say to not quit now, just don't expect it to be at the level of the previous books, particularly in its tone, and you might enjoy it more than I. Cheers
In the second of James Henry's prequels to RD Wingfield's Frost novels, our slightly younger by no less scruffy detective is once again faced with a plethora of problems.
There are a series of burglaries that remain unsolved, a possible suicide, a worrying string of crimes perpetrated by youths, a murder with possible occult connections, a missing girl, and, to top it off, the murder of a chimney sweep. With Superintendant Mullet on his back and his DI away on a course, it falls to Detective Sargeant Frost to find the answers. Add to this the arrival of a new DS on secondment from the Met, a marriage on the rocks and an affair going nowhere and it is clear that this is not going to be a good week for our unconventional hero.
In true Frost style, his blundering manner and scruffy outward appearance hide a caring and committed police officer. True, he doesn't always get it right the first time, but you know that he will get there in the end as all the pieces begin to fall into place. Managing multiple cases would tax the most focused of minds, something you could never accuse Frost of having.
What Frost does have is an instinct for "wrong un". He knows when he is being lied to and has a way of putting villains at their ease - just before he pulls the rug out from under their feet.
I have loved Frost since he first appeared on TV, portrayed by the wonderful David Jason. He captured Wingfield's perfectly, in all his grubby glory. Taking us back to his days as a Detective Sargeant, James Henry's books have all the same ingredients. He has captured the character of Frost perfectly.
Well I was going to give this book a miss, within the first chapter there were racist insults, sexist insults, shocking inequality, then I realised that this book was set sometime in the 1980s. I did carry on reading it and it was surprisingly good.
I think there were only about half a dozen books written by R D Wingfield, the man who wrote the books upon which the tv programme Frost was based. This is one of a couple written by James Henry who wrote about William Frost when he was a detective sergeant.
The storyline was certainly complex but somehow all the multiple strands did come together in the end, much to Mullett's annoyance as it involved his friends, and seemingly only all solved by the one senior detective available that week, Frost, the police force are missing a trick here, they should place one Frost in each police station and all crimes would be solved within a week with just a team of 4 other detectives. Simples!
I have read only one of the original Frost books and this is the only one by James Henry I've read, and I have seen a few of the tv programmes. (I confess to disliking the man who plays Frost however on reading two books I think he's probably close to the book character!).
This is one from a friend, lent to me during lockdown. She doesn't want it back.
I can't say that I enjoyed this book over much which is disappointing.
I didn't find any of the characters likeable, and that included Frost who should have been the champion. He felt too false somehow. Like his liberal thoughts were a reflection of the author rather than a natural extension of the character.
The main plot was poorly paced and hidden beneath a plethora of chapters and segments about the person lives of the aforementioned unlikable cast. I had no sympathy for the victims because they- or their murderers/friends or family- were ever part of the plot in any developed sense. It was just a series of names on the page as far as I was concerned.
The elements of satanism werent overly compelling.
I couldn't for the life of me understand why Mullet was afforded so much page time when his character was so terrible and his sections were largely about himself and progressed nothing relating to any other part of the book. I ended up skipping them toward the end.
Even Frost only made me huff one laugh through the whole book.
Not the greatest Frost book I've ever read and not the greatest crime novel I've ever read.
Unfortunately this effort at extending the Frost series by another author falls short. It can’t seem to make its mind up whether “Jack” is as uncouth and ‘un pc ‘ as in the original books or more like his television character. The main story line is weak with an unsatisfactory conclusion and I grew tired of the number of times people had a cigarette or Mullet was a fool. Sadly I will not be reading more.
It's impossible, for me anyhow, to read this & not visualise & "hear" the characters from the TV series "A Touch of Frost". Henry has the tone & feel of Wingfield's Frost down to a tee. Here we have a stereo typical 1980's police force, very un-PC, both sexist & racist but in keeping with the period. How times have (thankfully) changed....luckily Frost hasn't.
Another very enjoyable Frost prequel, with William "Jack" Frost working on multiple cases, with his usual chaos. The introduction of the first black officer in Denton, D. I. John Walters only improves the book, along with Sue Clark, who seems to be in love with Frost, the young PC Derek Simms and whoever else comes along :-) It still has traces of the original R. D. Wingfield series for me.
Either I'm in a serious reading slump or i just don't like the writers style of writing. I found the plot boring. I have no idea why the author had been compared to R. D Wingfield, James Henry is nothing at all like him. I managed 200 pages and decided to donate this and the other book by the same author in a yard sale.
Ah dependable Frost. One of my all time favourite detectives. You're in safe hands with James Henry's take on Frost. You have the familiar character dynamics and humour that makes you love the original books. The plot complexity was great. It wasn't "too clever" nor "easy to guess". Moving on to the next in the series now.
The TV series does justice to the Frost series of books. A slow methodical police procedural along with Jack Frost's unique way of working creates a really good, enthralling story. As the case developed it was certainly slow going in the first half but once you reached the latter stages it was edge of the seat reading. It was definitely a worthwhile pleasurable read.
Great clone of the original authors books except for one, this author has been unable to capture the sharp wit and amusing interactions between Frost and Mullet that were so good in the original series
May 1982: A dead girl found on the railway piques Jack's interest, but Mullet wants him to investigate a spate of burglaries in the rich housing estate.
Henry's prequels are tightly written and humorous. Worth a read.
Love reading the James Henry books as they have captured Frost perfectly. Look forward to reading the whole series of Frost.readers of R.D.Wingfield won't be dissapointed.
I have read all the Frost books by R D Wingfield and loved them. James Henry has really got it right here with this prequel - I can definitely hear Frost's voice in this book. Good story too, nice twists and turns despite Frost's slap dash approach to police work.