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My rating: 3 of 5 stars
On the surface, a pleasant puzzle-piecey little murder mystery, with Peter bounding here and there, declaiming and detectiving his way to an answer. But under that . . . yikes. What an uncomfortable book, with people turning and twisting and snagging on each other like brambles on silk. Everyone stuck inside a little box called marriage or poverty or shell shock or police rules. This book is all tight spaces – the badly lit veteran’s club, the body crammed up tight in the phone box, the stifling social scene. There’s something bitter and angry down deep here, something peculiarly postwar and female and stuck in a way I can’t put my finger more precisely on.
And then the little cut of the title, because of course we wouldn’t want anything unpleasant to happen, no no, particularly not to the soldiers who made it home alive, the lucky ones who are clearly and absolutely fine now.
Eek.
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Date: 2011-01-07 02:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-07 02:29 am (UTC)That 'something particularly postwar and female and stuck' thing gives me the SCREAMING HEEBIE JEEBIES, OMG.
*shudders*
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Date: 2011-01-08 04:15 pm (UTC)There are better Sayers books, though, anyway.
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Date: 2011-01-07 03:03 am (UTC)There's something similar about _Have His Carcase_ WRT gender/relationship roles, running alongside mystery-novel meta. Though I'm not sure I'd recommend reading it before _Strong Poison_.
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Date: 2011-01-08 04:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-08 06:59 pm (UTC)Are you listening to the Carmichael readings or something else? I love Carmichael's Wimsey in the BBC radio adaptations, but I'm not sure how I'd like him doing the entire book.
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Date: 2011-01-08 08:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-08 09:23 pm (UTC)