{"id":7572,"date":"2023-06-25T13:21:23","date_gmt":"2023-06-25T17:21:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/?p=7572"},"modified":"2023-07-16T14:25:15","modified_gmt":"2023-07-16T18:25:15","slug":"comic-mystery","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/comic-mystery\/","title":{"rendered":"Murder Most Foul"},"content":{"rendered":"\r\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/06\/the-girls-9781946022707_hr.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-7578\" src=\"https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/06\/the-girls-9781946022707_hr-178x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"178\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/06\/the-girls-9781946022707_hr-178x300.jpg 178w, https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/06\/the-girls-9781946022707_hr-608x1024.jpg 608w, https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/06\/the-girls-9781946022707_hr-768x1294.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/06\/the-girls-9781946022707_hr-912x1536.jpg 912w, https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/06\/the-girls-9781946022707_hr-1216x2048.jpg 1216w, https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/06\/the-girls-9781946022707_hr.jpg 1400w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 178px) 100vw, 178px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\r\n<p>Before you even turn <em>The Girls<\/em> over to read the blurbs on the back or open to read the publisher&#8217;s description on the inside jacket, you know you&#8217;re in for a lovely, barbed treat. The cover illustration is by Edward Gorey and that means you can expect sly wit and unusual mayhem.<\/p>\r\n<p>Susan and Janet have lived a harmonious and very busy life for almost a decade near a picturesque English village doing picturesque things to stock their odd little shop in town. They keep free-range chickens and bees, sew and cobble.\u00a0 The store is filled with their fresh eggs; jams, preserves, and chutney; honey combs; clogs; home-made aprons and cloth belts; their prize-winning elderflower wine&#8211;and even labor-intensive goat cheeses.<\/p>\r\n<p>The two women have a busy and apparently satisfying life until Susan goes off to Greece to find herself and something unusual finds Janet: a one-night stand that leaves her pregnant.\u00a0 It&#8217;s her first time with a man, so that&#8217;s either luck or misfortune, how she and Susan react is worthy of a miniseries.<\/p>\r\n<p>Bowen is absolutely brilliant when it comes to charting the highs and lows of an intimate relationship, the swift changes of mood minute-by-minute as well as over months and even years.\u00a0 He finds comedy there, and tragedy too.<br \/><br \/>The writing throughout is rich with color in descriptions of flowers, shrubs, flowering trees, do-dads and knickknacks, and the narrator is like a deadpan story-teller trying hard not to smirk because she knows you&#8217;re going to be surprised and doesn&#8217;t want to give anything away.\u00a0 I had to read passages aloud to my spouse because they were so amusing, as when Bowen writes that &#8220;the sound of raindrops on the window was like hundreds of old gentlemen rustling the pages of the <em>Financial Times.&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\r\n<p>At times you may feel like you&#8217;re in wacky P.G. Wodehouse territory: the adventures of an escaped pig which will surely make you laugh aloud.\u00a0 At others, you&#8217;re entering the realm of Patricia Highsmith where the quotidian is most definitely going to be exploded.\u00a0 I was also reminded of Stella Gibbons&#8217; satirical <em>Cold Comfort Farm, <\/em>but Bowen has his own voice here and his own style because his narrator is so wonderfully intrusive and even challenging.<\/p>\r\n<p>Special kudos have to go to the book designer: <em>The Girls<\/em> isn&#8217;t just a pleasure to read, it&#8217;s a distinct pleasure just to hold in your hands.\u00a0 Readers should be grateful for the publisher&#8217;s mission to reprint forgotten novels that deserve new audiences&#8211;and do so with elegance and style.\u00a0 This is must read for anyone who&#8217;s a fan of British fiction, crime fiction, and comic stories set in supposedly bucolic towns. \u2605\u2605\u2605\u2605\u2605\u00a0<\/p>\r\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Lev Raphael has reviewed books for <em>The Washington Post,<\/em> <em>The Detroit Free Press,<\/em> <em>Jerusalem Report<\/em> and several public radio stations.<\/strong><\/p>\r\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Before you even turn The Girls over to read the blurbs on the back or open to read the publisher&#8217;s description on the inside jacket, you know you&#8217;re in for a lovely, barbed treat. The cover illustration is by Edward Gorey and that means you can expect sly wit and unusual mayhem. Susan and Janet &#8230; <a title=\"Murder Most Foul\" class=\"read-more\" href=\"https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/comic-mystery\/\" aria-label=\"Read more about Murder Most Foul\">Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[877],"tags":[2713,2553,2855,2858,217,219,1938,1424,2856,1450,2610,2857,98,2859],"class_list":["post-7572","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-book-review","tag-british-crime-fiction","tag-british-crime-novel","tag-british-fiction","tag-cold-comfort-farm","tag-comedy","tag-crime-fiction","tag-crime-novel","tag-england","tag-english-countryside","tag-murder","tag-patricia-highsmith","tag-pg-wodehouse","tag-satire","tag-srella-gibbons"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7572","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7572"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7572\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7642,"href":"https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7572\/revisions\/7642"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7572"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7572"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.levraphael.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7572"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}