Don’t worry about spoilers, I intend to avoid putting you through that minefield.
Walter Mosley has written over 40 books and five of the more recent ones star Leonid McGill, private eye. These books take us through most of McGill’s past six years since LT (as he is known to some intimates) turned a moral corner and shed as much of the dark side as he could.
For those who have followed Mosley through signature characters such as Easy Rawlins and Socrates Fortlow, you may be thinking , as I am beginning to do, that LT is a particular favorite of this author. Mosley is always about the inequalities of the human condition and how we make our choices in the midst of how we are being treated. There is no doubt that he can draw on a long and deep line of documentation when we are talking about the legal system and African-Americans.
McGill, with his straddle of the underground world, his interracial marriage, his fierce concern for children (his and others), his balancing of the physical and intellectual, and his gourmand enjoyment of food, drink and sex (whether it be a long term relationship or a cup of coffee in a cardboard cup), makes me think that Mosley has a lot beyond plot that he wants to convey.
LT is a contemporary urban P.I. who uses all his connections and their techno-savvy to augment his own ability to see deep into the people he deals with (clients included) and go beyond the facades they show to the world. He is a quite flawed person, due to many factors ranging from his early survival on the streets to the deeds he has committed and wishes he could take back. Because of his past, he is known to many of New York City’s police and endures continual confrontations and provocations, many of those are understandable from the constabulary’s point of view.
Here is how Mosley describes him in an interview: “Leonid is a guy who, in the 20th century, committed all these crimes. He was a criminal. He did all these awful things. And now, in the 21st century, he realized that he was wrong, and now he’s trying to do what’s right. And doing what’s right is incredibly difficult for him, you know, because he’s—everybody knows him as this bad guy—the police, the criminals, everybody else. And also, everything he knows has to do with this criminal life he lived. And so, for me, it’s an incredibly political novel, though I never overtly talk about politics at all. I just talk about this guy who was one way in the 20th century, and he’s another way in the 21st…his father was an anarchist, who mistakenly thought he was a communist, who was involved in—you know, in all kinds of political movements. He goes down to South America to fight in the revolution and never comes back. Leonid’s mother, you know, trained Leonid at home 'til he was age of 12. You know, at the age of 12, he's reading Hegel. You know, he’s reading Emma Goldman. And he knows that stuff. He knows it even still today. But his mother dies. His father is gone. He lives on the street. He becomes a criminal. He uses this knowledge to inform his criminal life, rather than to inform any kind of political life.”
There is a satisfying grittiness to Mosley’s Manhattan. He accomplishes this as much through his characters as through any location description. Certainly reminiscent of his ability to give us Los Angeles with all its warts, it also resonates with Max Allan Collins, Ross McDonald and, no surprise, Raymond Chandler. If I have just read one of the McGill’s, any visit to NYC serves to heighten my sensitivities to my surroundings.
In And Sometimes I Wonder About You, Mosley is fast out of the chute with a noir plot that has LT coming to the rescue of a beautiful woman (of questionable ethics) on the Amtrak Regional from Philly to NYC. With the dexterity of a Cirque du Soliel juggler, Mosley keeps adding to the plot at a fevered pace picking up pieces from the previous stories: LT’s wife’s attempted suicide; his office manager’s imprisoned father; LT’s desire to track down the father that abandoned him; the cops trying to tie him to an assault; and, what his youngest son (who he has taken into his P.I. work) is up to on his own. It also includes assignments to track down two women and a man and find out who broke into his office and who murdered a client. And this is only the start (within the first seventy pages)! Mosley deftly manages to make this smoothly transition from one element to the next.
But the pleasure isn’t confined to either plot or character. Mosley must love language because he can do so many amazing things with it. Examples:
“It struck me that our conversation was like an aged wine rather than a freshly squeezed juice.”
“I was looking at the closed door, thinking that everything was possible but little of that possibility was likely. Life was like a rat’s maze tended by some insane god that tortured and shepherded us for some reason he (or maybe she) could no longer remember.”
“She smiled and brushed past me. At that proximity I got a whiff of something both acrid and sweet, like some ancient forests I’d been in. It was a mild scent that caused a strong reaction in a section of my heart that had almost been forgotten.”
“All those years working out in Gordo’s boxing gym had honed my reflexes until they almost had minds of their own. I couldn’t go ten rounds anymore but in a profession like mine survival was rarely about endurance.”
Every character gets a full physical description from LT followed by his insights into their personality. The descriptions are full of wonderful details: “Tall, maybe five-eight, and thin, she had brunette hair and skin that took to the sun; a white girl no more than twenty, her face was plain and pretty by turns with eyes promising intelligence, patience, and empathy… While she hesitated I studied her couture. The silk blouse was blue with an underlying patina of gray. Her black pants looked to be cashmere as did the emerald sweater she had draped on her shoulders. No purse. Not much makeup either.”
There is a lot of care given to the dialogue --care that reflects each character’s education and station in life in its cadence and vocabulary. This is part of the delight in reading these books. And, this one doesn’t disappoint with its plot twists and tension and thought-provoking encounters.