Douglas G. Green, ed. The Collected Short Fiction of Ngaio Marsh (1991) Just what the title says. The Alleyn mysteries look like trial runs for novel plots, the others are typical commercial fiction of the period: moody, with a twist. In the days before TV, people read genre fiction by the ton. Marsh was as skilled a practitioner of the craft as any, but she did not need to pursue it to make a living. As I understand her life, she worked in theatre in New Zealand and the novels brought in welcome additional income. Still, these stories are fun to read. ** to *** (2007)
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03 October 2013
Douglas G. Green, ed. The Collected Short Fiction of Ngaio Marsh (1991)
Howard Engel. There Was an Old Woman (1993)
R. C. Rogers. Painting and Lining Railway Models (1976)
A. C. Kalmbach, compiler. The Model Railroader Cyclopedia Sixth Edition (1950)
Colin Dexter. The Secret of Annexe 3 (1987)
When I read these books, I see John Thaw and Kevin Whately, which probably enhances the reading. The characterisation is cardboard, even for Morse and Lewis, who are a more of a collection of character tics than fully realised characters. Dexter’s omniscient narrator whispers the characters’ thoughts and feelings like secrets not to be repeated to the unauthorised. This creates an illusion of reality that keeps you going until you close the book, then the artificiality of the concoction strikes you. It’s interesting how such merely average books became one of the best mystery series on TV. This one is more average than usual; a pleasant enough way to spend a couple or three hours. **
29 September 2013
Ngaio Marsh. Last Ditch (1977)
Ngaio Marsh. Last Ditch (1977) Ricky, Troy and Roderick Alleyn’s son, has gone to a Channel Island (carefully unnamed) in order to work on his novel. He makes contact with the Pharamonds, old acquaintances of Alleyn’s. A riding accident turns out to be a murder, and drug running and secret philandering complicate the case. Ricky falls in love, and suffers for his naive notions of detecting, Alleyn comes close to committing a serious offence after Ricky has been beaten up by the two prime suspects, and once again, the drug case doesn’t give the desired results. But the murderer is unmasked, which is some comfort. Better than average, with Troy and Alleyn plausibly concerned parents. *** (2007. This was then end of the |Ngaio Marsh binge.)
Ngaio Marsh. When in Rome (1970) & Black as He’s Painted (1974)
Ngaio Marsh. Black as He’s Painted (1974) The ambassador of an emerging African country is murdered at a reception for that country’s president. Alleyn was one of the people detailed to provide security, which is bad enough. Worse, he was at school with the president, who trades on their friendship. Two whites who are about to return to the African country also die by violence. The murder at the embassy is somehow tied in with a nasty little white-supremacy group, and orchestrated to remove the ambassador, an old rival of the president’s. The other two murders arise from hate within that group, and provide the link between the two events. Only the second murderer is brought to justice; the first one may or may not meet his fate in the African country when he returns there. A lovely puzzle, more careful characterisation than usual, and a little black stray kitten make for a better than average Marsh. **½ (2007)
Dick Whittington - What Really Happened (Sitwell, 1945)
Osbert Sitwell. The True Story of Dick Whittington (1946) My great-aunt Dolly gave me this book in 1949. I wonder whether she read it firs...
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John Cunningham. The Tin Star (Collier’s, December 4, 1947) The short story adapted for High Noon . As often happens, the movie retains v...
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I heard the phrase recently. Can’t recall exactly when. It was uttered on a radio program, but I can’t recall what the program was about. Pr...
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Today we remember those whom we sent into war on our behalf, and who gave everything they had. They gave their lives. I want to think a...
