When I picked up this book at my local history and mystery bookstore (the lovely Centuries and Sleuths, in Forest Park, IL), I mentioned to the proprietor that the author’s name seemed familiar. Augie confirmed that it would be, as Jay Bonansinga also wrote The Sinking of the Eastland, a pretty dramatic historical account of a steamship that rolled over while full of passengers and sitting at the dock in Chicago. Hundreds drowned and drama ensued.
Now Bonansinga turns his flair for dramatic storytelling to crime fiction, and he does it pretty well. Frozen follows Ulysses Grove, a brilliant FBI profiler working on, of course, his most desperate case thus far. But he’s also on the edge of burnout, and when his boss sends him on a working vacation to examine a mummified Neolithic murder victim, he’s stunned to find the key to the whole mystery frozen in the ice.
I’m going to put a fairly hefty review here, but I would urge you not to read past the spoiler alert if you plan to read the book. A few initial thoughts:
* The biggest problem with this book stems from its main character, Ulysses Grove. He’s everything to every one, brilliant (if a bit brusque), dashingly handsome, a rising star, and so on. Of course, the only other option is to make a tragically flawed detective, which is an equally annoying prospect.
* The murders walk the fine line between grody and dainty, with good aplomb. No Dante-Club nausea here.
* The secondary character of Zorn puzzles me — at the beginning of the book, he’s in opposition to Grove, and seems like he’ll be a stab-you-in-the-back kind of schemer, but it’s as though Bonansinga decided, halfway through, to shift the guy’s nature. At the same time, Bonansinga invests a couple other secondary characters with a lot of development, only to leave them with nothing to do.
* The pacing and mystery work well, though this falls much more clearly under the umbrella of “thriller,” as the killer is revealed about halfway through the book, and we’ve been tracking him all along. Serial killer books are rarely mysteries in the classic sense, since the drawing-room aspect of the case is missing.
* Bonansinga uses a classic Dickensian move of revealing the import of the things being revealed. Stuff like “Analysts would later debate the ethics of Grove’s next actions, but no one could deny how important his findings would be.” It’s a cool move that I hope he continues in his other Grove stories.
Overall a solid read. If you don’t think you’re going to check it out, follow me beyond this spoiler alert.
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The most interesting element of the book is its surprise turn to the supernatural. I’m extremely pleased that the plot blurb on the back and the first third of the book are very cryptic about the demonic nature of the villain in the story. It’s an intriguing experience to read a police procedural that suddenly becomes a supernatural thriller — and then continues in both genres simultaneously. This surprise was a crucial element in how much I enjoyed the book.