I’m really torn on this. I want to start this whole thing by making it clear that I have been a huge fan of the Strike/Robin series and I am reviewing this from that perspective. I’m a fan. I like it better than Harry Potter, and I’ve been waiting for The Hallmarked Man with bated breath. I’ve liked every previous book in the series, with #5 (Troubled Blood) being one of the best books I’ve ever read.
To say that The Hallmarked Man has let me down would be an understatement. Right from the moment I unpacked the box and saw the incredibly cheap, thin quality of the paper, this has been nothing but deflation.
I just don’t enjoy this book. There is some good writing, as always, and some interesting developments and scenes (it isn't a total loss) but...900 pages is a major commitment to make to any story, and you should probably feel some level of passion for the book to stick it out for that long. I like long books. I’ve always enjoyed the length of the books in the Strike series—I think it is a unique signature of this particular series and a great way to experience deeper, more complex mysteries and more in-depth character study than you usually get in detective fiction. This is the first time I genuinely think that this book is too long.
We’ve got two major threads in any Strike book. Let’s look at them separately:
The Mystery
First, we have the main case in this book. Rowling has always been a great crafter of mysteries and the cases in most of the previous books are interesting, complex, twisty and full of original and fascinating characters. My absolute favorite part of the Strike series has always been the interviews. I love watching Strike and Robin interview suspects and witnesses and seeing how they glean information. Rowling is a master of bringing people to life in just a short scene.
The main case in The Hallmarked Man is needlessly convoluted and difficult to follow. The cast of suspects and related parties is legion and it’s very hard to keep track of who everyone is in relation to everyone else without literally taking notes while reading. I found the inciting “we’ll take the case” bit of the story to be underwhelming. Strike is incredibly judgmental of Decima, the woman who hires them to identify the body of a man found dead in a silver vault. He doesn’t like her at all, and has no personal stake or interest in the mystery. In the other books, it’s been more than idle curiosity that has driven things, especially as it gets going.
From there, we get introduced to a succession of possibilities for who the dead man could be and each one of them is pretty underdeveloped, with their own set of supporting characters who are both hard to keep straight and lacking in intrigue. There are lots of details and diversions and dead ends, with all kinds of things thrown in such as the Freemasons, the Isle of Sark, silver grading, the pornography industry, Charlotte’s aristocratic family, MI5…it’s a lot.
In short, I found the main case both confusing and boring. I was simply not invested in it, and this is after the incredibly compelling and emotional investigations in Troubled Blood, The Running Grave, The Cuckoo’s Calling, etc. Those books had victims you felt compassion for and wanted to see get justice. We barely get to know anyone involved in the case in this book. It is just detail piled on top of detail on top of detail.
There are also the minor agency subplots we always get in the books, to see the other work they are doing at the time. I thought the nature of Plug’s crimes was pretty obvious from the get-go, so that didn’t interest me. And the entire Kim subplot was one huge and annoying cliché—a female worker who flirts outrageously with Strike and disrespects Robin continually.
I am glad to see Wardle, a strong supporting character since book one, join the agency. But there simply wasn’t enough Barclay and Pat in this book.
The Personal Life Stuff
One of the hallmarks (yuck yuck) of this series has always been the way it balances the personal lives of the characters with the mysteries. That balance has always been just about right for me in the past, with a good mix of investigation and the interpersonal drama (families, trauma, health and, of course, the continual slow burn simmering tension between Strike and Robin).
The balance was off in The Hallmarked Man. I think part of the reason I had such a hard time connecting with the case, apart from it being convoluted, was the fact that the book kept abandoning the mystery in favor of a LOT of endless internal dialogue and dithering from both Strike and Robin about their feelings towards each other. While I’ve been a shipper in the past, wanting these two to end up together, I’m not so sure anymore. A lot of this book honestly felt soapy.
Strike wants to find the perfect moment to tell Robin how he feels but, of course, he gets interrupted over and over again. He won’t just speak up. His preoccupation with Robin actually impacts his work in this book, making him a worse detective. Robin is worse. In fact, Robin is the worst part of this book and my biggest disappointment of all. I love this character. She has long been one of my absolute favorites. I barely even tolerated her in this book. She’s always been flawed, and that’s part of what makes her human and interesting, but rather than grow in this book (as Strike has done in the last few volumes), Robin backslides. She gives in to all of her worst impulses. Her lying and secret keeping. Her inability to be honest with herself about how she feels. That one especially drives me nuts. She knows she loves Strike. She knows she doesn’t love Murphy. But she actively works to ignore and question both of those truths.
I don’t even like Murphy (he is Matthew 2.0 with the constant questioning of her job and Strike) but she treats him *horribly* in this book. Her behavior is selfish. She’s stringing him along, even though she knows he wants children and that she doesn’t want to have children with him (not that she’ll admit it to herself). She refuses to act and has mired herself again in exactly the same situation she was in with Matthew. And then she gets mad at Strike for not saying anything! Girl, you have a voice too. She also thinks the worst of Strike at times. He would be heartbroken to know that, even for a moment, she thought he might have been abusive towards Charlotte. Her fears have made her not very nice to other people. Thank goodness she is going to therapy. She needs to work on all of this very badly.
And ugh. I continue to loathe Charlotte who isn’t even alive anymore and we STILL have to deal with her drama and hear all over again about her terrible behavior and sick relationship with Strike. It’s just like the saga of Strike’s mother and father. I’m over it. I no longer care. If one of the last two books features Leda Strike’s death as the main mystery, I have literally no interest in that.
This book is so long in large part because of so much repetitive miscommunication, misunderstanding and angsty bs from both Strike and Robin. Just. Talk. To. Each. Other. There is slow burn and then there is simply dragging it out and tormenting your readers, long past the point of it being entertaining any longer. I’m not sure I even think they belong together anymore. Their relationship has become unhealthy and destructive. Everyone is miserable for most of this book, and that made me miserable to read.
Other things:
- Two multi-book minor supporting characters die at the beginning of this novel and I thought they both deserved more than a few sentences before the narrative moved on.
- I never wanted to hear from Bijou Watkins again. Guess who returns?
- I’m with Lucy about Strike’s favoritism towards his nephew Jack. It stinks. I get that Luke is a little shit, but what has Adam, the youngest, ever done to Strike? He literally only gets Jack a Christmas present and gives the other two vouchers.
- I don’t know if this has been the case in the past, but I really noticed while reading this book how much everyone drinks all the time. It’s booze all the time for everybody.
I’m sad, honestly. I’ve been looking forward to this for months but I just didn’t like it at all. And it ends on another cliffhanger, of course, but I’m not sure I even care anymore! Hard to believe, considering how much I’ve loved this series for so long.