A bookseller suggested the Henry Gamadge series to me based on my affection for Dorothy Sayers' Lord Peter Wimsey mysteries, so I picked up Unexpected Night, the first novel to feature the amateur sleuth. Unfortunately, Elizabeth Daly's debut novel did not whet my appetite for more.
Gamadge is a rare book and manuscript expert from New York, who is on holiday in Maine with some family friends, the Barclays. Their idyllic retreat is spoiled when Amberley Cowden, a sickly young man who has recently come into some serious inheritance money, is found dead at the base of a nearby seaside cliff. The state police investigator recruits Gamadge to assist him in his inquiries, which involve the Cowden family, the Barclays, and a nearby theatrical troupe, with whom the young Cowden was intimate.
I found this book hard to access. It is a Golden Age mystery, but the plot machinations seemed both clunky and overwrought to me. There is a Rube Goldberg aspect to all of the clockwork pieces, and yet it has none of the joy of those quirky contraptions. As for Gamadge himself, I found him a complete cipher. Other than some superficial details about the refinement of his clothing, his hobbies (e.g. bridge, golfing), and the clues we can ascertain about his intellect, he seemed a blank wall, with no "hooks" by which the reader might hold on to him. What is there to recommend him? Why should we care about Gamadge? What makes him an interesting, unique, or inspiring figure? If Daly knows, she's not letting on.
The book ends with a bravura drawing-room-detective style monologue by Gamadge, explaining how the crime was committed, wherein he demonstrates powers of deduction that border on the preternatural. Although the payoff is clever, I hadn't been giving close enough attention to the characters and situations to have a lot invested in who did it. I remember having a mild, "Oh, so that's whodunnit," moment, but no great relief or excitement at the reveal.
Perhaps later books in this long-running series fleshed out the Gamadge character, or gave us better mysteries that don't seem quite so ridiculously contrived. However, it would probably take a lot to convince me to read one of them.