2008;
405 pages. Book Two (out of six) in the “Spellman Files” series. Laurels : Nominated for a 2009 Edgar Award by
the Mystery Writers of America. New
Author? : No. Genre : Dysfunctional
Comedy. Overall Rating : 8*/10.
Izzy
Spellman, Private Investigator in the family-owned & -operated Spellman
Investigations, has been busy lately.
First, there’s the family mysteries.
Her dad has inexplicably turned into a fitness freak. OTOH, her ultra-perfect brother, David, has morphed into an
unkempt couch potato. And her
mom seems to enjoy vandalizing a miles-away motorcycle in the wee hours of the
morning.
Then there’s the new and suspiciously-acting next-door neighbor with an
obviously fake name (“John Brown”). What
is he hiding? And Mr. Peabody’s hoarding
snot-rags. What’s that all about?
All of this is really cutting into the one PI case that she’s actually
being paid to solve – someone is abusing Mrs. Chandler’s front-lawn leprechauns every
time she sets them up in a holiday tableau.
And the mayhem looks creepily similar to what was done to those gnomes
years ago. Allegedly (but never
proven) by Izzy Spellman.
What’s To Like...
This
is an epistolary novel – it’s all done in the form of (transcribed) tape recordings,
reports, and written notes by Izzy. This
makes for James Pattersonly short “chapters”; you can find a convenient place
to stop any time you want. The writing
is witty. The footnotes are witty. Heck, even the Appendix and Acknowledgement
sections are witty. The book made me LOL
a number of times. And you’ll learn two new acronyms, MILFO and REAFO.
Good luck trying to figure them out.
Their meanings are listed in the Comments.
Izzy
is the star of the show, and you get to see everything from her POV. But she’s prone to draw the wrong conclusions
from the clues and evidence. I kinda
like that in a protagonist. Her missteps
result in her getting arrested four times in Curse
of the Spellmans. That’s gotta be
some sort of record for a leading lady in a novel.
Lisa
Lutz weaves a backstory into the first 35 pages, which was nice since it’s been
4 years since I read the first book in the series (reviewed here). CofS is a
standalone book, but the usual caveat applies – you’ll get more out of the
series if you read the books in order. Like
The Simpsons, the main fun here is following
the antics of one hugely dysfunctional family.
Their progress towards “functionality” is minimal so far, although Izzy
does try something new (for her) at the end of this book – apologies.
Excerpts...
“How much did you
have to drink?” I asked.
“Only five beers,”
Rae replied.
“Only five?”
“I didn’t think
it was that much.”
This is when
Henry turned around, looking disturbed. “How
can you not think five beers is a lot?”
“I saw Isabel
drink an entire six-pack during the last Super Bowl.”
Henry shook his
head in disappointment. “First of all,”
he said to Rae, “your sister has had a lot of practice.”
“Hey!”
“Second of all,
she weighs almost forty more pounds than you.”
“More like thirty,”
I snapped back. (pg.219)
“I’m here to apologize,”
I said. “Please invite me inside and
offer me an alcoholic beverage. I’m
going to need some help getting through this.”
You see, as far
as I could recall, this was the first time I had ever attempted an apology to
my brother. David’s agonizing perfection
was always a barrier to any real apology.
My brother walked over to his bar and poured us both a drink.
“Your godlike
perfection has infuriated me for years.
I’ve watched your playboy antics with women for close to a decade and I
found you to be offensive.”
“This is an apology?” David asked.
“I’m getting to
it,” I said.
“Hurry.” (pg. 394)
“I’m fine. Just seriously deep sleprived.” (pg. 61)
For
the first half of the book, you’ll have no idea what the main plotline is while
Izzy rambles from one misadventure to another.
And if you’re reading Curse of the
Spellmans for the mystery story, you’ll likely to be disappointed. But things get more focused in the second
half, and all of the threads mentioned in the above introduction are resolved
nicely.
Instead, treat this book (and this series) as a light “beach” read – to
be enjoyed for its humor and entertainment value, and not for its sleuthing. And rejoice that your last name isn’t Spellman.
8 Stars. As good as the first book, but not better.
1 comment:
MILFO = "Mid-Life Freak Out".
REAFO = "Retirement Age Freak Out". Basically, REAFO is for when you're too old to have a Mid-Life Crisis.
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