Black, Benjamin: Elegy for April
In Benjamin Black's third novel featuring Dublin pathologist Garret Quirke, Quirke wrestles with sobriety--his earlier resolution to stay on the wagon didn't take--and stumbles into yet another unofficial case involving a young woman in trouble. This time the girl is April Latimer, a doctor in Quirke's hospital, though he doesn't know her, and a friend of Quirke's daughter Phoebe. April is also a member of what amounts to aristocracy in Dublin: her father was a war hero; her uncle is the Minister of Health. It's a family that's used to burying skeletons, and they're not very pleased when Quirke injects himself into what they consider a purely personal affair.
A theme runs through the Quirke books, and it's in evidence here: people--even one's closest friends and relatives--don't reveal the entire truth about themselves, so you can never really know them. April's family shows the world a false image of itself. Quirke's own family was built on lies. And now Phoebe, who learned in young adulthood that even her most basic assumptions about her world were erroneous, discovers that her friends--April and the other half of their unlikely quartet--aren't quite what she thought them either.
What's odd about this story, like the first two in the series, is that nothing seems to be approached in a straightforward manner. People are loath to ask the obvious questions of April's family and of one another. Quirke seems to leave the room as soon as someone is likely to say something edifying. Criminal wrongdoing is more likely to end in a resigned shrug than in prosecution. I can't see how a society can conduct itself in this way, but that's how Quirke's world seems to operate. Much as I don't feel comfortable in it, I enjoy the dreary milieu Black has painted for Quirke as well as the character of Quirke himself.
What's odd about this story, like the first two in the series, is that nothing seems to be approached in a straightforward manner. People are loath to ask the obvious questions of April's family and of one another. Quirke seems to leave the room as soon as someone is likely to say something edifying. Criminal wrongdoing is more likely to end in a resigned shrug than in prosecution. I can't see how a society can conduct itself in this way, but that's how Quirke's world seems to operate. Much as I don't feel comfortable in it, I enjoy the dreary milieu Black has painted for Quirke as well as the character of Quirke himself.
I enjoyed reading your thoughts on this book. Here are some of mine:
http://living2read.blogspot.com/2010/05/missing.html
It's so interesting to see how another reader responds to the same text. That makes for interesting discussions.
Posted by: Dorothea | December 26, 2010 at 07:00 PM
Nice review, Dorothea! Thanks for the link. I enjoy this series a lot.
Posted by: Debra Hamel | December 26, 2010 at 07:26 PM
I have to agree with Debra. This is a really nice review Dorothea. Thanks for sharing.
Posted by: Google Sniper 2 Guy | January 09, 2011 at 07:54 PM
Great review Debra! "Criminal wrongdoing is more likely to end in a resigned shrug than prosecution." That is exactly how the society operates, even today, especially today, I think. Look at the banking scandal. Not one prosecution. No resources, and more important, no will to do anything, except shrug, complain, get depressed. Not even the will to protest - no tea party here. Lots of tea, though. (happily!)
Odd, as you say, but entirely accurate.
Posted by: Kathleen | March 04, 2011 at 05:18 AM
Kathleen! On the other hand, it sounds like it may be the perfect environment in which to embark on a life of crime. Perhaps some mother/son bonding larceny?
Posted by: Debra Hamel | March 04, 2011 at 06:53 AM