The ignominious beginnings of the great Wexford mysteries.
Writers used to dream of writing "the great American novel." Now authors have abandoned that in hope of creating a successful mystery series. Get readers hooked on the detective(s) and you're assured of a steady income as long as you crank out new books about Chief Detective Whosis or Private Investigator Whatever. The main characters, their histories, families, friends, and colleagues are carefully planned in advance, right down to the smallest detail.
Ruth Rendell was a reporter when she wrote a book about Inspector Wexford in the fictional town of Kingsmarkam, Sussex. "From Doon to Death" is a superb mystery and the public wanted more, but Rendell was a busy young wife and mother and she was also invested in writing her dark thrillers, some published under the name Barbara Vine. Not having planned to create a series around Wexford, it took a while for Rendell to perfect her characters and their quirks and their families.
In "Doon", Wexford is described as being fifty-two, "thick-set without being fat", and his family is never mentioned. In "Wolf", he's become a fat man who's always been fat and he has a "good-looking, gracious" wife and a seventeen-year-old daughter. "Sins of the Fathers" was published in the same year as "Wolf", but Wexford's daughter is now a married woman and his wife is described as being "plain, but pleasant looking." Definitely NOT planned in advance as a series.
I've read all three and "Doon" is head-and-shoulders above the other two. Could the second two have been books that were written earlier, rejected, and published because of the success of "Doon"? Or were they hurriedly written because Rendell's publisher demanded more Wexford books immediately? Writing is a tough racket and a new author can't afford to be uncooperative.
However it was conceived and written, this book is murkier and less satisfying than than Rendell's best books. Wexford and Burden haven't yet settled down into a comfortable partnership. They're vividly contrasting characters - Wexford bright, flippant, and secretly a softie, while Burden is serious, judgmental, and easily shocked - and that contrast is one of the appeals of the series. However, in later books they've come to respect and like each other. Also, there's little in this book about the families of either men. In later books, both detectives are devoted family men and glimpses into their home lives provides some much needed humor and relieves the darkness of Rendell's writing. That's missing in this book.
The theme is sexual obsession, Rendell's favorite and one of the reason her books created such a stir in the 1960's. An intelligent, happily married woman leaves her loving husband for an uncouth, abusive auto mechanic. An ambitious young policeman becomes a slave to a woman's unearthly beauty, even though he knows the girl isn't as innocent nor as helpless as she appears. A married salesman (a womanizer, but normally discrete) is so jealous of his eccentric, wealthy lover that he threatens to kill her if she leaves him. Why do we fall in love with a face, a body, or a mannerism and lose our common sense? It was a question Rendell never stopped asking.
There are some interesting characters, but no sympathetic ones. All are either self-absorbed or silly or both. And what about the shadowy "wolf" who apparently killed a young woman and disposed of her body without anyone being able to identify him? Murder without profit is the ultimate amateur crime, but could anyone but an experienced professional have covered his tracks so well? One witness says he drove a green car, but where is it?
It's a frustrating case for Wexford and Burden and it's a disappointing read for Rendell's fans who know how good she can be when she's on her game. A pretty good mystery for most writers, but not up to Ruth Rendell's high standards. If you're new to this author, don't start here.