Burial begins like the opening suspense sequence of any number of hit TV crime shows before the theme song starts playing: a mysterious acquaintance arrives on a rainy evening at the doorstep of protagonist Nathan’s English home. Nathan is frozen in fear and, according to stranger, there’s something odd and twisted about the photos he has hanging in his front room.
What follows is an account of memory--flashbacks to the moment Nathan and Bob (the mysterious acquaintance) first met. College: a time for experimentation and making friends with sundry folk who may or may not come in handy in the future. Enter Bob, a PhD candidate researching, of all things, ghosts. An odd fellow, he nevertheless leaves little to no impression on Nathan until they meet again at a party hosted by Nathan’s boss, a washed-out entertainer riding out the last trickles of celebrity and fame.
The only explanation I can give for what happens next is alcohol and cocaine. Lots and lots of alcohol and cocaine--and a dramatic excuse to create a cheap psychological suspense thriller. After the drinking and the snorting, Bob takes Nathan and new female friend, 19-year-old Elise Fox, into the woods for a bit of backseat fun. After mutual sex in Bob’s car with Nathan (in which Bob pretends not to watch), Elise is accosted by Bob and Nathan, not as voyeuristic as Bob, exits the vehicle to relieve his bladder. Hearing what he thinks are cries of sexual ecstasy and passion, Nathan gets a little jealous, but goes about his business. What he discovers upon his return is a nightmare: Elise, post-coital, dead in Bob’s lap.
Confused, wasted, and completely out of his element, Nathan helps Bob bury the body by a river and promptly tries to get on with his life. But he’s haunted by his guilt. Nathan loses his job, his girlfriend, and his apartment in the whirlwind investigation that follows Elise’s disappearance.
Burial reads like a television suspense thriller with, I’m sad to say, shallow characters and ankle-deep convictions. Think an episode of “CSI” that went on for just a bit too long. There’s a couple of twists in the novel that keep it interesting, but do far from save it: Nathan, so plagued by the way he helped destroy the Fox family makes it his duty to bring happiness to Elise’s parents and sister, Holly. How he accomplishes this is marrying Holly and chumming up to the folks.
We’re never really given privileged access inside Nathan’s thought-process enough to follow his weird logic and can only assume he draws comfort from this relationship as their happiness and ability to get on with life eases his own guilt. I would have much rather have preferred to understand why or how Nathan so easily became enamored of Holly, or, if it was only a desire to clear his conscience that prodded along the relationship.
Jacki, Holly’s best friend and one of the investigators of Elise’s case, was such a disappointment. Her character seemed flimsy and unrealistic. She’s an investigator and yet she buys the pack of bull Nathan feeds her about the events of that fateful night. She’s too easy to believe in the goodness of Nathan by proxy of Holly and lacks the intuition to root out the truth. And Jacki’s promise to Holly, at the end, turns trite--she may have finally caught the real killer, but Nathan’s involvement remains ludicrously a secret.
Bob, on the other hand, was by far the most interesting out of the bunch. By the end we find out his obsession with ghosts--and his long since rejected PhD proposal--blew open the doors wide to welcome any and all avenues as conduits for the discovery of irrefutable and tangible fact on the existence of ghosts. His mother died at a young age and, tender boy that he was, never dealt quite well with the event. In a gruesome revelation with an impish, wicked grin, Bob tells Nathan he killed Elise on purpose, near water, to see if he could create a haunting. Of course, the plan backfired.
Bob is more than a little messed up, and the “twist” ending wasn’t a surprise--Cross was quite obvious and not-so-subtle with his narrative, mystery-making, but it was, sad to say, the better part of this novel.
The only character I found myself sympathizing with was Holly. I’m only sorry her and Nathan got on so well at the end. I kept hoping she’d discover the truth about Nathan’s cover-up even though Cross set up both eventualities with crappy, soul-crushing outcomes. As Nathan trots off happily to greet his new family, I imagined a score of creepy, I-know-what-you-did music playing in the background.
This book was an easy, quick read with little satisfaction to ease my tastes. I’m sure a lot of people would be thrilled at the drama and suspense; it would probably make a good made-for-TV movie or episode of “CSI”, “Cold Case”, or any one of those types of detective/crime dramas, but I wouldn’t watch it. It ran too long and could have either been a lot shorter or more in depth. Cross also needs to take a look at the conventions he over-uses. Hands can do more than flutter, but I guess old habits die hard.
Just because I didn’t like this one, doesn’t mean someone else would, too! If you’re interested, I’d try checking this out at your local library, if you can find it. I have the UK edition and unfortunately could not find the US version. The good thing is, if you want to buy Burial, it’s already out in paperback!