DAME AGATHA CHRISTIE AND HER PEERS
BOOK 53 - 1967 - (Previously published as "A New Lease of Death".)
Readers may be on pins and needles to find out if this book has a return of the BRILLIANTLY GAY LIPSTICK SALESMAN (found in "From Doon With Death", Wexford #1) or does this book center on a member of the clergy...or just a regular father?
CAST - 1 star: Alas, the main character is a clergyman, Archery, a rather unkind man trying to ensure his son, Charles, doesn't marry Tess as Tess may have inherited DNA leading her to the murder of a regular father...or, heaven forbid, a Father. Born at the foot of the cross, Archery is gonna make sure his wishes are obeyed, even when he goes out dancing with a former model, his wife at home probably knitting his socks (she'd make better use of her time concocting poisonous tea, if you ask me). But Archery doesn't much care about his son: he admits his concern is what his congregation may think about a long-ago, almost forgotten about murder. Son Charles a great love Tess neither have the minimum strength to just go get married anyway. Herbert Arthur Painter is the convicted murderer. No one here is interesting or likable or sensible. I really liked Olive and Dove...oh,never mind, that's a pub. This I found interesting: "...Russians call anti-social people "unpersons"..." which Rendell uses just right to describe this cast. Oh, and readers learn that Wexford's face looks like 'furrowed pachydermatous skin." Sounds so handsome! And I was falling for him! Then again, all those wrinkled suits, even on non-rainy days, could be irritating.
ATMOSPHERE - 2 star: The author opens with a weather report (the #1 "No" in any writing manual.) On page one, the sky is 'hard blue' then shortly 'the peculiar greenish tint of aquamarine." I'd been fine with 'aquamarine': let's get to the story! There is a creepy, run down house called "Victor's Piece" that's sorts "Ghost and Mr. Chicken" creepy and even has a bloody raincoat that appears and disappears, so that's good enough for a second star.
CRIME- 1 star: Herbert Painter beats a 90 y/o woman to death with an axe for 2oo pounds. Why not just steal the money? It's not good enough for Rendell to let go with the beating: after Painter takes the money, he returns to the dead woman to slam the axe into her heart. Rendell, please, you aren't Nesbo and this genre isn't ABOUT violence. This is a puzzle genre, you don't need to go gonzo grizzly. 1 star: pointless motive for murder, and pointless grizzlement (I think that's a character from the film version of 'Cats'). And no originality for the crime itself, other than it was pointless.
INVESTIGATION - 1 star. Also pointless. Archery just wants to find out if there is ANY
possibility that his son's fiance has a tendency to murder. There is no genetic marker for this tendency, of course (and no genetic marker for race, that's an artificial construct, but that argument doesn't belong in this review) and Archery only cares about what his congregation may think about something they probably don't remember. Besides, odds are likely that IF there is a murder in the future, it's going to be 1) the fiance killing Archery cause he's just despicable or 2) Archery's wife killing him with a cuppa at high tea. And no jury would convict either.
RESOLUTION - 2: Characters are introduced along the way out of nowhere: the poet John Grace, the model Imogene. Why they are in the story is explained, and the already dead John Grace has a really nice backstory as he has written a volume of poetry that Rendell should have included as a coda (okay, there really isn't a volume of poetry, but it woulda been a nice touch. After all, if it was about weather, Rendell could have churned it out in, say, 10 minutes.) AND!!! the moving, bloody raincoat has an explanation. G-Rated Cozy Creepy.
SUMMARY - A generous 1.4 stars overall. It took me 4 days to wade through this: it's more of a character study of the clergyman and his own insecurities (nothing really interesting though like he had been the real murderer or that he was ALSO the model Imogene AND had a love affair with the poet) than the study of a crime, a solution, etc. But there is an unforgivable fault: there is no BRILLIANTLY GAY LIPSTICK SALESMAN pushing the lovely, trendy shade of Arctic Sable, not even into ex-model Imogene's purse. Rendell had best bring that character back!