I posted this review of Declan Burke’s latest back in
December, on its UK release. It goes live here in the States on April 1, and a
reminder may be in order, as this is one you’re going to want to miss, from one
of the handful of authors who move directly to the top of my queue with any new
work.
Few people would confuse Declan Burke’s writing with Scott
Phillips’s, though they have one critical element in common: no matter how many
of their books you’ve read in the past, you’re never quite sure what this one’s
going to be like.
So it is with Burke’s The
Lost and the Blind. A German U-boat
surfaces near a small island in neutral Ireland during World War II, in search
of an English spy. Before the night is over a church full of children will be
burned to the ground. The submarine might have been be sunk, its cargo of gold
intended for the IRA at the bottom of the lough. Seventy years later, a rich
Irish expatriate returns to purge the guilt he feels in the matter through
philanthropy. Less sure is whether he should feel guilty at all. Through it all
runs a thread of uncertainty: how much of this really happened?
Burke has written a tribute to Raymond Chandler and pulp-era
private eyes (Eightball Boogie), and
a sequel darker than anything Chandler dreamed of (Slaughter’s Hound); an Elmore Leonard-esque “screwball noir” (The Big O) and its sequel, an even
screwier road trip (Crime Always Pays);
and a darkly funny and disturbing bit of metafiction where a discarded
character comes back to haunt the author (Absolute
Zero Cool). In The Lost and the Blind,
he uses his considerable talents to channel Alistair MacLean, weaving plot
twists over plot twists until you’re not necessarily sure who the characters
are, and don’t know how much one in particular should be trusted, even at the
denouement.
All the things Burke’s previous readers have come to know
are there. He’s as deft with his dialog and use of language as ever. The humor
is, as always, well placed and well done, though this is not by any means a
funny book in the way The Big O and Crime Always Pays are. The interplay
between the characters rings true, which serves to make the plot twists both
surprising when they happen and reasonable when you think about them. No mean
feat, that.
The Lost and the Blind
is a bit of a departure for Burke, with its historical elements and
labyrinthine plotting. That he pulls it off at all speaks highly of his talent
and diversity. That he pulls it off so well leads one to hope he’ll mine this
vein again. But, remember, he’s Declan Burke. He may write a sequel along those
lines—he’s done that with Crime Always
Pays—or write a sequel with a different tone—as he did in Slaughter’s Hound—or, being Burke, he
may do something completely different. There’s only one prediction that can be
made about Burke’s next book: it will keep you up late, and you’ll be happy it
did.
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