When I wrote my review for the first of Jeffery Deaver’s Rune trilogy, Manhattan Is My Beat, I said it may be a “gritty cozy mystery” (I realize that’s an oxymoron.) Well, the second book in the series, Death of Blue Movie Star, loses the coziness and has plenty of grit.
The action starts immediately for Rune as a triple-X movie theater is bombed leading her to do a documentary about a pornographic film actress. However, when another explosion targets that actress, the mystery and danger grows as Rune delves into a seedy world of adult entertainment.
Deaver keeps the titillation minimal and does not glamorize the industry. It’s an interesting juxtaposition as he introduces some of the expected perverts but also some sympathetic characters because, like with any group, there is a mix of good, bad, and plenty of shades of gray. Two of the characters are actresses and humanized well, with the point being whether people like what these performers do or not, they are still human beings. Though you can’t make a blanket statement, it does seem to be true-to-life in terms of real-life adult entertainers after they’ve left the industry.
Rune continues to be likeable, although she did actually grate on the nerves somewhat especially with her cavalier attitude towards work. It’s difficult to feel for her being fired when she readily brings it on herself. Fortunately, much like the adult entertainers, she is not necessarily defined by her work (or lack thereof), and is a character that can carry a story.
One other high point is the tautness of the novel, full of explosive tension (sometimes literally). I don’t know if this is a better book than the first, but it is more exciting.
★★★½ out of five