I’ve had it with most
American mystery novels, invariably centered on a detective who’s a recovering
alcoholic, still in love with his ex-wife, and recently fired for his hard nose
methods. Of course, he’s too smart and
effective for the Police Captain not to bring him back in to solve a
hopeless case. To be precise, a deeply flawed, washed-up, anti-hero.
Ok. I get it.
And I’m tired of it.
So, I turned to European
mystery writers, many of them Germans, but some English writers as well. Erudite.
Laugh-out-loud funny. A twisting
plot that makes your mind twist. Forget
the detective. Let’s concentrate on a
manipulative narcissist, who attracts women like moths to worsted wool.
Henry Hayden, hedonist, best
selling author – make that adored author – the toast of every book signing, and
commonly swooned over in the vegetable aisle, has a big problem.
His wife loves him, in spite
of all his faults, which is a trait essential to a happy marriage. He also loves her, which he should since she anonymously
wrote every one of his best selling books and made him the man he is today.
They live in a home worthy of
an article in a large, slick architectural magazine. His chosen car is an eye-catching compliment
to Italian luxury.
But, there is a hitch. His mistress is carrying his child. Something clearly must be done and endless
possibilities roam in Henry’s self-centered world. He entertains no objections to any of them. Where, how, and will it work? are the utmost
concerns.
Sascha Arango, in his first
novel, creates that most interesting of characters, an ambitious, multi-faceted
rogue, with an uncanny sense of self-preservation.
What would you do? Confess to a loving wife? Talk your mistress into an unwanted abortion?
Morals are certainly no impedance, but
preservation of self and life style are writ large.
You can see why I’m drawn
more and more to European authors, especially if they’re male and German. Finely etched characters stand out, but also
the plots avoid the expected flow of wide-river stories, and instead follow the
tributaries and rivulets that trickle in unexpected directions, leading to
unexpected endings.
Mysteries are supposed to
keep you in suspense, with a dashing plot, and indelible characters that make
you flip pages and yearn for the author’s next book.
I’ve only got a few words for
Sascha Arango: Write faster! I can’t wait!
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