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Certainly all the works in a genre are in conversation with each other, and it's always fun to see how different skilled golden age mystery writers write a Great Detective. There are usually strong shades of Holmes or Poirot in them, sometimes with a dash of genius like Wimsy's dandyism.
And then some of them are really so close that they're more like fanfic of one of the other writers... like John Dickson Carr's Bencolin, a French police detective with a mustache and a goatee and a flair for the dramatic. Apparently the guy wrote several books with this character. The writer himself is one of those who was famous in his day and since largely forgotten. He is remembered chiefly as the master of locked room mysteries, I gather.
Anyway, the character's not always Gothic, but he just decided to do a Gothic novel with his Poirot knockoff, so he has the guy (and his hapless English sidekick, the narrator) invited by a sinister millionaire to investigate the mysterious deaths of a thinly veiled parody of Harry Houdini and his friend, a leading English Shakespearen stage actor, at a castle in Germany called Castle Skull that is literally shaped like a skull. My man just decided to go all out.
There's a fair amount of atmosphere and mood about even though this writer is very dialogue and action driven, like he really should be writing screenplays. He's introduced a world-famous violinist and a rival great sleuth, and his mystery already involves a locked room, a supposed suicide, a lonely midnight rowboat over a lake or something, and a victim on fire running out of the mouth of Castle Skull along some battlements to die. I keep expecting a werewolf to show up.
But in spite of that it feels like he's not using this for its full comic potential. It's like he's just done a really good job of describing the prompt for a hilarious Halloween farce episode of Poirot but forgotten to write any jokes,and yet it doesn't exactly feel like he's taking it seriously either. It's not Del Toro, it's more like a nature documentary describing the events of a Gothic tale... except now that I say that, that sounds funnier than this book too. I'm entertained, but all the humor is in the incongruity. You have to find it yourself, as it were.
Anyway, I'm sure fanfiction could do better. Maybe not actually Poirot fanfiction, though, going by its record, but fandom in general, definitely.
And then some of them are really so close that they're more like fanfic of one of the other writers... like John Dickson Carr's Bencolin, a French police detective with a mustache and a goatee and a flair for the dramatic. Apparently the guy wrote several books with this character. The writer himself is one of those who was famous in his day and since largely forgotten. He is remembered chiefly as the master of locked room mysteries, I gather.
Anyway, the character's not always Gothic, but he just decided to do a Gothic novel with his Poirot knockoff, so he has the guy (and his hapless English sidekick, the narrator) invited by a sinister millionaire to investigate the mysterious deaths of a thinly veiled parody of Harry Houdini and his friend, a leading English Shakespearen stage actor, at a castle in Germany called Castle Skull that is literally shaped like a skull. My man just decided to go all out.
There's a fair amount of atmosphere and mood about even though this writer is very dialogue and action driven, like he really should be writing screenplays. He's introduced a world-famous violinist and a rival great sleuth, and his mystery already involves a locked room, a supposed suicide, a lonely midnight rowboat over a lake or something, and a victim on fire running out of the mouth of Castle Skull along some battlements to die. I keep expecting a werewolf to show up.
But in spite of that it feels like he's not using this for its full comic potential. It's like he's just done a really good job of describing the prompt for a hilarious Halloween farce episode of Poirot but forgotten to write any jokes,and yet it doesn't exactly feel like he's taking it seriously either. It's not Del Toro, it's more like a nature documentary describing the events of a Gothic tale... except now that I say that, that sounds funnier than this book too. I'm entertained, but all the humor is in the incongruity. You have to find it yourself, as it were.
Anyway, I'm sure fanfiction could do better. Maybe not actually Poirot fanfiction, though, going by its record, but fandom in general, definitely.
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Date: 27 Oct 2021 12:51 pm (UTC)And the guy running out on fire -- Peter Jackson must have read that IRT Denethor. AIEEE.
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