1943, #6 Mr&Mrs North, Captain Bill Weigand NYC Police
Currently-chic author literally dies (or is that “literary-ly”...) while on-stage during a book tour. [cosy police procedural, not quite as sharp as the earlier books - almost three stars]
Author Victor Sproul is currently extremely popular - having lived in Paris for the last fifteen years, he was well-placed to write about its literary scene once he’d made it to NYC after the Nazis invaded France. Nostalgia about “Paris in the 20s” sold well then, as it does now, and Mr. North’s publishing business is likely to reap huge profits from Sproul’s new book. Lined up for a big book tour, he is set to open with an exclusive - and expensive - first lecture for the literary elite of NYC circa 1942.
But the obnoxious Mr. Sproul dies on-stage before he can open his mouth. And that’s not a bad thing, according to his contemporaries and acquaintances (he didn’t have friends). He was going to announce a coming tell-all book that many of them are quite happy will now never be written. Called to the scene, Captain Bill Weigand meets up with his good friends The Norths and sets police procedure in motion.
Despite the hoary chestnut of the murder device (somebody on-stage gets murdered while in full view of a large audience), much of the plot is very good, and the look at early-in-the-war Home Front in ritzy NYC is entertaining. The characters are well-drawn and the red herrings are mostly good ones. But the balance of this novel is somewhat off, leaning unfortunately towards the “Cute!!!” and lame attempts at topicality. References to the war are superficial at best, apparently only thrown in for “color”, and the cuteness/sweetness factor nearly overwhelms the plot.
Although the main plot thread is an old one - and still frequently used - it can be fun in the right hands. But the Lockridges don’t clearly set up a timeline nor the working out of finding about the timeline of Sproul’s death; it’s all rather murkily presented. And the inclusion of an Oriental “comic spy”-type is, at best, annoying; at worst, extremely intrusive, as he becomes a big part of Pam North’s fem-jep sequence at the end which is, by now, at book #6, becoming boring and does not work here; plus it is far too similar to the endings of the previous books without, alas, their humorous snappy tone or the excellent pacing of several of those books. And one major flaw (yes, there’s more...) so badly bothered me I nearly gave up completely, a very rare thing for me when it concerns “this type of book”:
The Cuteness Factor (sigggh). Exemplified in a completely extraneous plot device that appears to have been included to show how young’n’hip and “with-it” the authors were (well, for 1942 anyway). This includes a very long-winded, repetitious one-note running joke about the Norths’ young nieces (16 & 14) who have come to The Big Bad City for a visit and get themselves “involved” with far too many young servicemen who are “at liberty”... A little of this sort of thing may have been fun, but there’s far too much of it plus - my main quibble - it adds absolutely nothing to the plot! And considerably slows down and deadens the atmosphere whenever they appear. Plus I hate “Cute!!” - YMMV.
So. The pacing is off, too much extraneous stuff/filler, a good deal of repetition of elements from earlier books, far less humor than earlier, and a very old plot. Sounds like a complete disaster, right? Well, not quite. The plot, though old, is very nicely worked-out. The red herrings are well-constructed and decently paced. The humorous bits (except for The Nieces) are good, if not as good as they were in earlier books. And the characters are still excellently drawn - of the suspects, that is. The Regulars (Pam, Jerry, Bill, Dorian, Mullins) aren’t fleshed out much, the nieces not at all. And the Lockridges do get to take some lovely digs at the publishing business and its promotional techniques, becoming quite savagely funny in spots, particularly about a booking agent for the lectures. It’s well-done and provides a nice window into the past. And that’s the best thing about this overall- it’s a fairly good look at a time and attitudes and behaviors that are now long gone, in a rarefied strata of NYC intelligentsia. And it appears that the publishing world hasn’t changed much in some respects...
As the library didn’t have a copy of either #4 (DEATH ON THE AISLE) or #5 (HANGED FOR A SHEEP), both from 1942, while saving up to buy copies I moved on to this sixth-in series (a very long series btw - 26 books, some with Heimrich and most with Weigand, and the numbering of the books is a bit mixed up; they frequently published two books in the same year and this seems to have confused some list-makers). Unfortunately, in the intervening year or so since #3 the tone and approach of their writing appears to have changed markedly - and not for the better IMO. Hope it’s just a quick aberration; will of course let you know (grin). Looks as though the next in series I can easily obtain will be #10 MURDER WITHIN MURDER, 1946.