At a time of heightened IRA activity in troubled 1920’s Ireland Michael Gallagher, son of an upright sergeant in the RIC, takes a lowly post in the Shanghai police force and finds himself in an even more turbulent location. Simmering pre-war Shanghai is a seething hotbed of corruption, violence, vice and intrigue fomented by local gangsters and mischievous and exploitative foreigners. From the explosive opening sentence Gangsters of Shanghai casts the reader into this distant, colourful, but squalid and chaotic world with enviable authenticity. The work is impeccably researched, reasonably paced, always interesting and, despite the subject matter, highly likeable. Just about everything is right in this impressive first novel. Yes, there are a number of typos and a few anachronisms but nothing too jarring. The characterisation is not very deep but that is not always a fault (cf Dickens, Naipaul) when the storytelling is as compelling as this. One observation, but not to detract from the quality of the work, is a tendency so common in modern novels to see things through the eyes of Hollywood, here noticeable in later chapters and most evidently in the dialogue – ‘I can do you like I did your old man,’ he said. ‘You can try but you won’t get out of here alive…’ – and the rather hurried denouement. Sometimes it is as if the author (not especially this one) has one eye on a future screenplay.
In summary though, a fine and enjoyable read which I would recommend to anyone over the age of 13 (there is nothing too lurid or explicit within) who enjoys unchallenging modern historical fiction.