Dame Agatha Christie and Her Peers
BOOK 9
A trip to Victorian London and Music Halls where a glimpse of stocking, a bit of frolicking, is far more shocking than a dead girl murdered on stage.
CAST= 3 stars: Jason Buckmaster..."eloctutionist to Royalty and privileged at that moment to be in the female dressing room...flitted away with the unobtrusiveness of a veteran haunter of dressing rooms." And that's about the last we hear of him. It's always odd when I read an opening chapter and a big deal is made of a character, but that character has little to do with the plot and disappears. That's a lot of wasted space and really good authors in the crime genre know that readers do not want to be confused about who is who early in the book. Lola and her sister Bella - trapeze artists - miss each other in the air, high over the stage, and Lola suffers but lives. A series of music hall accidents have Constable Edward Thackery and Sergeant Cribb of Scotland Yard on the trail of the joker playing tricks in odd accidents. At the Old Bailey prison, Woolston takes care of the bedding and says "one gets 3 grades of temperature-cold, very cold, and who's for skating?" Lovesey does have a light comic touch. Plus, we have an on-stage comedian named Sam Fagan who breaks a "stage-hand's jaw after the curtain went down on his act..." a bit too soon. So much for living in character. A sword-swallower swallows and sword covered in mustard. (Things could have been worse.) My favorite character here is Sir Douglas Butterleigh, who has made his fortune in gin, and provides a home for sickly music hall performers, even the young and beautiful who only need hang around for a week but do so for months under the guidance of the gin-swizzling Mrs. Body, who often has the 'vapours'. (Vapours? I think that is King's English for some kind of fainting spells which are part of seduction schemes. After all, Mrs. Body's bedroom contains a pulley for a gin or two, or a bottle... or maybe some acid-and not the fun 1970s kind that made people think "Bread" was a good pop band but the kind that kills. Yea, I know, I digress...) It's a decent cast but unnecessary appearances are just irritating. There is a dog who likes aniseed stays around...for the aniseed...and in a way saves the day!
ATMOSPHERE-3: Music halls of London stage Many 'gaudy' lyrics that are rather g-rated. Naked ladies (actually with flesh-colored stockings over most of their bodies) swing through the air. Naked male torsos get little attention (well, that is, from the characters in this book.) Scotland Yard and fog and rain are of course expected. But there isn't a single original act on stage. Seems to me the author could have come up with something. This IS fiction after all. When rich patrons pay for special midnight shows, what they get is pretty much the same show that everyone else sees, except maybe a totally naked ankle. Of a woman. I'm just not an ankle kind of person. (And just across the English Channel, during this same period, Paris had their "Grand Guignol" shows with gushing blood and real deaths.)
CRIME 2: A lovely lady is given a drink that will make her disappear. She drinks, there's a curtain, curtain is pulled back, lady has dropped through a trap door onto a mattress, dead. Someone may have put deadly acid in her drink! Or maybe it was that really bad, cheap gin. Or lack of mattress.
Investigation = 2. Cribbs is incessantly shocked at the appearance of a lady in flesh stockings and that joke gets old, fast. He asks lots of questions, but never the right one, like: "Oh, you have access to poison, some is missing, a girl is dead, did you do it?"
SOLUTION=1: All is resolved but the motivation is nonsense. Even Losesey admits it is a stretch. And the murder itself has little to do with the story, overall.
SUMMARY: 2.2. Okay, early Lovesey. This is better as a comic novel than a murder mystery. More muscle men in tights doing muscle man things with Mrs. Body and the trapeze artists with more ladies fainting and the gentry drooling would have made this...Brideshead Revisited 2: Music Halls. And probably more entertaining. But I'll try another Lovesey, as this was an early work by this author.