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REVIEW: THE BURNING AIR by Erin Kelly

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Erin Kelly’s third novel puts a modern twist on a classic archetype:  The English country house mystery.  This is a chilling psychological tale, told from a number increasingly unreliable narrators.

The MacBride family is well-to-do and respectable.  The patriarch is a lauded schoolmaster in a prim and proper English town.  When the mother of the family dies with little warning, the family decides to continue their Guy Fawkes family tradition.  They agree to meet at Far Barn, the homestead, for Bonfire Night, despite their mother’s absence.  Tensions are high and everyone is walking on eggshells.  Characters feel their resolve unravel — and then the real problems start.

Kelly deftly links together the various narrators.  Each has a distinct voice, sometimes frighteningly so.  They get into the reader’s head and even when they are clearly morally demented, we go along with their line of thinking – at least while they are talking.  It makes it so much more than just storytelling.  And as the reader becomes more and more engaged, the book begins to take on a snowball effect.  Situations are more dire, and we read faster and faster, trying to stay ahead of the train that is barreling down upon us.

A Bonfire in Yorkshire
A Bonfire in Yorkshire

She is also adept at moody atmospheric.  Here, the narrator approaches the main location of the book:

The road thinned to a one-track lane as they began the descent into the valley and dipped so steeply the children’s ears popped.  As they came within a mile of the barn, the hedgerows themselves seemed to squeeze their oversized car along the road like a clot through a vein.  Branches jabbed witchy fingers through windows, making the boys scream with something between terror and laughter, and Edie echo their sounds.  The signpost for Far Barn, white paint on a black wooden plaque, had faded into illegibility but new visitors were rare.  Will made the right turn into the rutted track that connected their land to the rest of the world.

The barn was a black mass on a cloud-blind night, the only sign of light or life the reflection of their own headlights in the blank windows and against the gloss of the ebony slats.

The book is fast-paced and suspenseful.  It is a fine example of how powerful perceptions can affect not only one’s own life, but the domino effect on everyone else.  It is chilling and a fantastic read.

Many thanks to Meghan with Viking/Penguin for the review copy.

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ISBN 9780670026722
336 pages
21 Feb 2013
Pamela Dorman Books
9.25 x 6.25in
18 – AND UP

 

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REVIEW: THE TOWER By Nigel Jones

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Jones’ overview of the Tower of London’s thousand year history was no doubt a massive undertaking. Imagine it: ten centuries worth of sieges, celebrations, world-altering decisions, wrongful deaths and sovereign decrees all held within these walls, on just a few acres of land.

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A chamber inside the Tower of London

Jones visits the (in)famous as well as the less well-known.  Henry VIII’s wives are well represented, as is the disreputable reputation of torture of its prisoners.  But it also unearths more obscure facts like Issac Newton’s position as the Warden of the Mint.  For several hundred years the coins of the realm were stamped on the grounds.  And I only knew of the menagerie because of my visit there last year.  But I didn’t realize that William Blake visited the tiger in order to observe the “fearful symmetry” of the fierce cat.

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My photograph

Jones’ indexed book is well-researched and, while educational, it is far from dry.  This is partially due to the Tower’s rich history, but Jones also presents the information in an absorbing manner.  It manages to encompass the years 1078 to present day all within an approachable format.  His rich descriptions bring the ancient past to life:

Minting money was hot, hard, laborious, noisy and dangerous work.  The interior of the mint’s workshops were a hellish inferno full of the clash and splash of metal, both hard and molten.  A sweaty, smoky, smelly world where hammers clanged deafeningly and glittering, jagged splinters of precious metal and molten droplets flew through the filthy air, causing painful injuries.  Few mint workers escaped their service without losing a finger or an eye to their risky craft.   ~Pg. 35

A good deal of my knowledge of British regicidal history comes from Shakespeare’s plays.    It was enjoyable to put those pieces together with the documented stories, and learn more about the place I was fortunate enough to visit.  Surely there are layers yet to be discovered, and there is no doubt that some things will just never be known.

This is an excellent handbook for those interested in English history in general as well as the past days of the Tower.  I cannot wait to visit again, now with this insight.

** I suggest following @ravenmaster1 on Twitter.  Chris Skaife is the official Ravenmaster for the Tower of London and posts great pictures from the site.

Thank you to St. Martin’s Press for the review copy.
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October 2012
Hardcover
ISBN: 9780312622961
ISBN10: 0312622961
6 1/8 x 9 1/4 inches, 464 pages
Plus one 16-page b&w photo insert and map endpapers

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REVIEW: MURDER IN A FIRST-CLASS CARRIAGE by Kate Colquhoun

The First Victorian Railway Killing

I’m a sucker for these sorts of books.  In fact, when I received the review copy, my husband joked, “Well, someone said, ‘Let’s write a book for you!’”  It has so many themes I love: mystery, the Victorian era, trains, and a murder trial.  AND it’s British.  
Drawn from the annals of the Old Bailey and newspaper accounts, it traces the murder of one Mr. Thomas Briggs, an older but successful business man who was traveling home via the rail. Among many of the mysterious circumstances are the seeming lack of motive, the sort timespan in which the crime could have been committed and the loss of a hat (In fact, in Britain, this book was titled Mr. Briggs’ Hat).  Even more intriguing is the setting.  The British Victorians had a love/hate relationship with crime even then.  As a society, they were obsessed to the last, bloody detail of the darkest side of human nature — while at the same time obsessed with repressing and destroyed every shred of it within. 
Favored suspect Franz Muller
The book is very well researched and chock full of quotes from eyewitnesses and reports.  Yet all of this studiousness makes it feel at times a bit more academic than a mystery to be solved.  Between an inquest, an extradition and two trials, some of the information begins to feel redundant, if complete.  The author also chooses to italicize the quotes she uses, rather than surround them with quotation marks.  Rather than getting used to it, I found it increasingly distracting.  Still I read happily to the end, devouring the gripping tale of the crime and investigation itself. 
Murder in a First-Class Carriage explores a completely fascinating chapter of Victorian crime that has been lost to time somehow.  I am admittedly obsessed with this idea and often read from The Old Bailey Online for a voyeuristic peek into the past.  This book brings one of those many, dusty stories back to life.

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Many thanks to Kate at Overlook Press for the review copy.

Murder in the First-Class Carriage
By Kate Colquhoun 
352 pages
ISBN 13: 978-1-59020-675-1
Trim Size: 6 x 9
Release Date: October 27, 2011

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REVIEW: THE YOUNG VICTORIA (2009)

The Brits have a love/hate obsession with their royals that is still somewhat a mystery to Americans. We have our celebrities that we love to hate but rarely, if ever, do we follow their story from birth to death. The young princes William and Harry have been speculated about since before they were born. For England, it has been true since the monarchy was installed. And as Americans, we have a limited, cursory view of the woman whose name inspired an era synonymous with propriety and staid relationships.

Seeing Academy Award winning screenwriter Julian Fellowes tender dramatization of Queen Victoria’s early years was refreshing, lovely and often amusing. He interpreted a time in her life before she had become comfortable with power. Having been groomed to be nothing but a figurehead, she defied numerous pressures to take her place as the longest reigning English monarch to date.

Emily Blunt (who looks more than a little like Her Majesty) brings an understated, light honesty to the role. She manages to show Victoria’s humor, stubbornness, strength, compassion and uncertainty. Rupert Friend takes on the awkward but sweet and sincere Prince Albert of Saxon-Coburg. Their onscreen chemistry enhances the flirtatious nature of their courtship.

Most striking about the film’s presentation is how accessible it is. Despite the depictions of excessive wealth, power, inane protocol, the audience is constantly aware that these are just people. It is more than a costume drama. It makes one of history’s most notable love affairs as simple as a college sweetheart romance. They are nervous, excited, and have fights, just like any couple. The audience was actually cheering when the two finally become engaged — even though we all knew the Victoria and Albert were a couple.

Additionally, Jim Broadbent‘s boisterous King William is very funny, and again underscores that everyone has an ungrateful aunt, a difficult uncle or an annoying cousin. Families will be families, no matter how blue their blood.

The Young Victoria bases itself on true events, including Sir John’s vehement wish for a Regency, the attempt on Victoria’s life and Victoria and Albert’s adjoining desks. Of course, much of the dialogue is speculation, but Fellowes embeds so much that we cannot help but fall in love with the royals, just like any Brit.

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REVIEW: PRINCE CASPIAN (2008)

I am a great lover of literature. I am also a great lover of these books, these tales. They are a modern “1001 Nights”, born of a war-torn society with Blitzkrieg ringing in their ears, and Coventry freshly wounded. “The Chronicles of Narnia” reflect British pride yet give away a certain sense of doubt and skepticism. These stories encourage a fight against evil, despite the odds of winning. It is the fight that is worth it.

The first cinematic installment of these fantastic tales remained greatly faithful to CS Lewis‘s original book (with only one fabricated scene – on the icy river escaping from the wolves). It answered to some of the current trends in blockbuster film-making but it still managed to retain some soul.

Prince Caspian also remains fairly faithful to the book. Some elements are glossed over or “sped through” to get to the lavish battle scenes. I would have enjoyed seeing a young Caspian with his tutor on the parapets at night as so vividly described in the book. Instead, it was only alluded to in the film.

Crossing the Fords of Beruna was also severely truncated and the fact that the non-talking bear that was slain they actually butchered and carried with them for the couple of days they trekked through the woods.

However, plenty of attention was given to the two main battles – at Miraz’s castle and at the ruins of the Stone Table. Both were well rendered, if a little too long.

It’s as if the producers decided that the story is only there to lead up to the battle, and the battles are what sell the movies. I have 60 years of history that say otherwise, but I am not a profit-driven entity in the art business. The greatest atrocity was saved for the last three minutes. In a flagrant disregard altogether, some genius decided that it would be a great idea to have Susan (just as she is able to jump back into England forever, never to return to Narnia ever) turn back and kiss Caspian. And as if that wasn’t painful enough, their lips touching cued a trashy, t-weeny, Hannah Montana song with even worse lyrics. It was so bad that everyone in the theatre either laughed or threw up their arms in disgust.

Disney/Walden Media/Adamson need to realize that these stories are already popular. We are going to the movies to see the books we read come to life, not some numbers-crunching producer who never read them (let alone under the covers with a flashlight because you couldn’t sleep without knowing what happened next) version of what will sell adjunct merchandise.

They had better be careful. If they wish to make the entire series of 7, they better not break the trust of those who love Narnian lore.

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