Fred and Rose patio specialists. Motorfred, Ace with Spades. Westlife. These phrases and the infamous wedding photo of Fredrick and Rosemary West adorn cheap mugs, t-shirts, pillows and other, unusable, paraphernalia sold primarily through Facebook pages for stag-do’s and novelty gifts. In fact, a cottage industry borne largely from poor puns and human atrocity exists and is populated by the least amusing people you can create in your head. Good work if you can stomach it.
Even now, thirty years on from their arrest, and over fifty years since Fred began to murder, The Wests remain a touchstone reference in the British imagination, appearing in popular culture in comedy as adored as Alan Partridge and as milquetoast as Gavin and Stacy. Now, burying somebody under the patio is a trope, a cliché, a comic reference and while documentaries, podcasts, and museums commemorate the horrors of Cromwell Street and the victims beneath the slabs, even they fail, mostly, to recognise the true darkness of these crimes. The Wests are among the most genuinely depraved individuals these isles have birthed: serial killers who specialised in paedophilia, sexual assault, dismemberment, and decades-long psychological abuses.
It is a shame, then, that this most recent recounting of events, written by Tanya Farber and Jeremy Daniels as part of the ‘In the Mind of’ series of true crime books for Gemini Adult Books, is little more than a souped-up Wikipedia page infested with cliché and seemingly devoid of curiosity or insight. “For a family with sordid secrets behind closed doors, but that looked ordinary to everyone else,” they write as so many people have written before, ignoring almost all psychological analysis, and leaving the finer dynamics of this psychotic love affair all but untouched.
In fact, for a book that bears her name alone and that promises to step into the psychology of this most maligned murderer, Rose plays second fiddle to Fred in terms of focus. The text is the story of Fred and Rose West, retold in simple prose and broad generalisations, a far cry from the psychoanalytical re-examination suggested by the title and marketing.
Admittedly, as a brief introduction to these crimes, the book is well-researched, aided no doubt by Farber’s extensive journalistic work, and not entirely without ambition. Farber and Daniels, in the intro to the text, posit their intention to do justice to the victims of this pair, most of whom were vulnerable teenage girls overlooked by the system in life and in death. In all fairness, the book does indeed spend a fair amount of time on each victim, but does so by compiling their stories into a single chapter and turning these individual tragedies into little more than an inventory.
Most unfortunately for Farber and Daniels is the fact that Happy Like Murderers exists. This text, written and researched by Gordon Burns, is potentially the most visceral and upsetting true crime book ever published. It tells the story of The Wests in such grisly, unrepentant detail that it renders most other writing on the subject null and void. Anne-Marie, a West daughter, also penned a biography recounting the events, and the Fred and Rose West Tapes podcast on Spotify does a pretty sufficient job of briefing an audience on the case using a fresh and chronologically distant perspective. Farber and Daniels themselves reference this podcast repeatedly.
Realistically, if this is your first encounter with The Wests and their lives of violence, it will serve just fine as a primer, however there are numerous other sources far more compelling than this.
Thanks to Gemini and Net Galley for the arc.