Call me crazy, but I'm going to give this four stars - which is very generous of me.
A few years back I started re-reading my old Nancy Drew books. Some are original, first editions - no they're not worth very much cuz so many of the darn things were sold! - but I liked the atmosphere, the environment of those real old books. Some are going on 100 years now, written in the 1930's. There's no electricity in many of the homes. Telephones are kind of new for some people. Cars are all coupes and girls wear pumps. Yes, we still use those words but they're not really 'every day' words. In this time period, girls needed to be chaperoned, even when in their late teens or twenties. (Remember, Nancy is an upper middle-class girl; her dad Carson is a lawyer; and they have a housekeeper, Hannah Gruen.) All the stories revolve around Nancy and her two friends, Bess - who's 'plump' - and George - who's a tomboy. Nancy drives a convertible and has a boyfriend who plays a sometimes - and sometimes-not -crucial role.
In this one, he's going to arrive in an airplane at a nearby airport on a moment's notice! And just to see a play Nancy is starring in - and then he's just gonna go! Like, nice job, Nancy, and goodbye! All too often Ned Nickerson is a prop, a guy who's there when you need him but sometimes you don't need him, so goodbye, Ned!
In this particular book Nancy takes on an investigative role at a manor house which belongs to some distant cousin (or whatever) of Bess. It does seem that a large 'dancing puppet' appears from time to time on the property and boy, does this spook the current renters of the property: owners and performers in an acting troupe know as the Footlighters. They're amateurs, but pretty good.
So Nancy and Bess and George move in! Right off the bat Nancy's in trouble. She decides to scout out the place - the house, the outer buildings, including the barn which has been renovated into a kind of theater. And almost by page ten or so she's sneaking around the attic where - whoops! - a cannon ball falls on her head. (Or did someone throw it, drop it, what?) Now in a normal, non-Nancy Drew world we'd have her checked out at the local hospital, x-rays etc., but nope, she's just fine. Gets a quick check from a doctor who makes a housecall - and I remember those cuz I'm old - and she's A-OK.
This starts a series of mishaps involving other large puppets and a girl who's a snob and hates Nancy - probably cuz Nancy's smart, good-looking and has money. There's also creepy phone calls, and all kinds of secret latched doors and hidden doors and hay lofts where exciting 'clues' are found. What is going on here? Why the dancing puppet? Trying to scare people away? Or is this something more nefarious cuz we've also got a series of jewel thefts going on nearby. Also, Nancy gets in a car crash - a deliberate crash! With the other car speeding away! Wow, when Nancy finds trouble, she FINDS trouble. But there is some up-to-date forensics here and instead of the police chief telling Nancy to stay out of trouble, he starts looking for reports about other damaged cars at local garages and there's talk of paint chips and so on. (And that's a big change-up from earlier stories.)
But get a load of this: Nancy and her friends can't eat at the local posh restaurant unless they have escorts! What the heck? This story is a 'newer one,' first published in 1962, and I do not recall this kind of rule. However, I always feel that Nancy lives in the midwest, or maybe southern part of the US, and they might have had stricter rules about this in the past. (And btw, Nancy and her friends are all eighteen!)
But I like to accept the time period in which a story is written - especially if its set in that period and following all its customs even if I think they're quirky. So I give that last paragraph a hard pass. So what if she needs an escort! Anyhow, when Nancy fills in for the lead in a dramatic play - because the lead has laryngitis - you just know things are going to get wild! (The lead is the girl who doesn't like Nancy!)
But I really did enjoy this one. I know I make fun of parts, but it was a nice read. I also like to recall my ten or eleven-year old self first reading this book. It was a big deal to get a Nancy Drew book for my birthday and/or Christmas. I own about a dozen or more so there are plenty I've never read.
So for this one: four dancing stars.