Is there a
well-regarded classic mystery that you’ve read and didn’t see what all the fuss
was about? Why not?
-from Susan
This week’s question is
perfectly designed to get us all on the wrong foot with readers, writers, and
obsessive fans. Thank you, questionmeisters.
I’ll wade in as Monday’s
victim, and it isn’t hard because I recently had the experience of not getting
what all the fuss was about when an online reading group I lurk in chose a book
to discuss by the late Margery Allingham.
The Case of the Late Pig (I can hear you crying out now: “Oh, I loved that book, it’s an all-time
favorite, how can she say she didn’t adore it?”) falls into the
brilliant-witty-snobbish-rich-amateur-sleuth-and-his-snobbier-still-manservent
category. I could not attach myself to Allingham’s sleuth, Campion, his
butler-manservant Lugg, or any of the harrumphing or pouty paper dolls that
were positioned here and there among the pastoral scenery, country homes, or
sleek old cars. The scenes felt to me like dioramas into which Campion and/or
Lugg and/or the perky young women who were after Campion were carefully
positioned for a scene, then swiftly, unceremoniously snatched up. The plot was
tricky, but hinged on a couple of clues dropped like bricks into two early scenes
then carefully ignored until the very end.
Maybe it was my mood at the
time. Maybe it was my digestive system, or that I had read too many classic
mysteries in the past few months. I have had that reaction to the Hercules Poirot TV shows on
occasion, when I just want David Suchet to take one big stride or Hugh Fraser to
wipe that startled deer expression off his face and actually figure something –
anything – out.
All I can say is, in spite of
the fact that Margery Allingham has devoted fans everywhere, that her books
have sold billions and billions of copies and are still in print, and that I
will be verbally stoned for saying it, The
Case of the Late Pig was my first and probably last taste of her humorous series.
(Equal time: The Margery
Allingham Society thrives. There’s a Facebook page for it and they give a big
cash award to a writer whose work conveys Ms. Allingham’s spirit. She is widely loved, admired, honored.)
(Worry: Will the members of the Society now savage my books on Amazon as punishment for my candor? This is especially worrisome because the third Dani O'Rourke Mystery, Mixed Up with Murder, comes out February 2.)
Susan -- It's interesting about some of those Golden Age mysteries, the devotion they still inspire, and then some of those elements like you're responding to......
ReplyDeleteThe Washington Independent Review of Books asked its contributors about character who they just couldn't stand, and (courting trouble myself) I said that while I loved Dorothy Sayers' books and loved Harriet Vane muchly, I sometimes couldn't stand Lord Peter himself.... and boy did I hear from fans!
Good luck dodging those Allingham fanatics. They're legion. ;-)
Art
The Case of The Late Pig is not one of her best, imo. If you ever did want to try again, I'd recommnened The Beckoning lady (truly bonkers) or The China Governess (chilling).
ReplyDeleteThanks, Art. May I hide behind you when the hordes come at me?!
ReplyDeleteCatriona, since it's you recommending it, I am willing to give your suggested title a try some chilly evening when the fire's going and my tummy's full of a hearty soup and I'm feeling quite mellow. Thanks.