The Daughter of Time (Inspector Alan Grant #5)
In Hitchcock’s movie, the photographer casts a panoptic gaze at the people he can see through the many apartment windows available from his rear window, and plays detective, with the help of the ridiculously over-dressed Grace Kelly. Alan Grant, in Tey’s novel, similarly wounded in the line of duty, is an actual detective/inspector,...more
Though there are elements of her arguments with whi...more
For those who don't know recently archaeologists have been digging up a car park in Leicester in the hopes of finding Richard III. Heard today that they've found a skeleton in a medieval grave, with a curvature of the spine, a head injury and an arrow head in between two of the vertebrae. The skeleton was also found where records said he was buried in the choir of the church.
Now the debate is on as to where the...more
I was disappointed at the outset of this novel when the first several chapters were about Grant, a detective who is laid up in the hospital with a broken leg. (Did they truly keep patients in the hospital for weeks with a broken leg at the time this was written...more
Alan Grant, one of Tey's best character's is laid up in the hospital with a broken leg. To assuage the "prickles of boredom," Grant takes up the very cold case of Richard III - hero or villain? One of the best known of the "literary" defences of Richard, it is also just plain fun to read. Grant and his "research worker" consider the case from a policeman's perspective making wha...more
Tey's recurring character Inspector Grant is in the hospital and bored nearly to tears until a portrait of King Richard III catches his eye: he's supposed to be a monster who murdered his nephews, but his portrait depicts a man who Grant would place "on the other side of the bench" as a judge. Grant's intellectual investigations are aided by his nurses' schoolbooks and va...more
The premise is based solely on Alan Grant's gut instinct that the face of Richard III in a portrait reproduction isn't the face of an evil mu...more
Mrs. Lavender was a wee bit of a woman with a mass of reddish hair pulled up into a top-knot that wobbled and shook when she was passionate about something and, yes, she wore cardigans (often lavender) with plaid skirts and sensible shoes. But, Mrs. Lav...more
So far, so good. This is not quite a standard mystery; the events in question happened over 500 years ago, and the bare facts are well established. The mystery, then, is in possibility that these facts may not be as reliable as we suppose. As I'm still in the middle of the book I cannot say how things turn out yet.
Many know Richard III as t...more
Years ago I went to a talk by the actor Vincent Price, who mentioned that The Daughter of Time was his favorite book, and that he loved misunderstood characters. Certainly Shakespeare made Richard III into a character who we love to loathe. Hunchback, sneaky, rotten to the core, Shakespeare's Richard is the seducer of widows, the betrayer of loyal friends and the killer of the young princes in the Tower of L...more
The only reason the cop is interested in Richard III is because in his opinion, the "monster" looks more like a judge than a murderer. Honestly, Tey devotes way too much time to describing the ability of the cop to "read faces."
The book never claims...more
The general plot moves along like a general mystery worked backwards - knowing the outcome from the start and working through the facts to find the motive. What makes it interesting and compelling are the subject matter and the storytelling techniques.
There are a lot of epistolary qualities to the book, coupled with traditional mystery elements and an exquisite command of British style a...more
I have read books that are fiction, and claim to be true. But this is the first time I read a true story that was presented as fiction. As the author is a fiction writer, I'm guessing she wrote it this way for two reasons: 1) to avoid the tedious academic scrutiny and documentation and, 2) To give the ideas presented wider exposure than the a...more
The prose is smooth and easy enough to follow, and the insertion of historical facts is presented in a fairly interesting way. Much preferable over a textbook, definitely. But the characterization? Non-existent. Style? Themes? Nothing. It's obvious that Tey just isn't a fiction author. But that's okay, I was expecting that.
However, from an academic viewing, the book falls shor...more
A classic mystery except that it is conducted by a Scotlant Yard inspector who is in the hospital for several weeks bored out of his mind (this is before television). He is known for his ability to "read faces" and is intrigued by a portrait of Richard III. Could such a sensitive face actually belong to a king who murdered his nephews to secure his crown? With the help of an American scholar, he investigates using historical sources, and then must investigate their sources. This is a...more
It's a clever historical mystery tackled by a bed-ridden detective. A lot of time is spent on the problems of history, but while this book is convincing you to take popular history with a grain of salt, you should also be ware to take its history with the same type of care. It did spur a little research on my part, th...more
It was written in the early 50s, dry, dated, and stilted. The plot's set up as a police detective tryi...more
Not your usual mystery - real research done for this book has led to a movement to correct the historical record on Richard III. A thoughtful and fa...more
Another lifetime later I'm pleased to find that this is a very entertainingly different mystery. It reminded me a little of the Lury.Gibson book Dangerous Data that I read recently though Tey writes a much better story. Nothing happens in the book, we just have Inspecto...more
An amazingly clever book, witty, full of humor, and daringly written, because the mystery is...more
The first of these, 'The Man in the Queue' (1929) was published under the pseudonym of Gordon Daviot, whose name also appears on the title page of another of her 1929...more
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