Fiction
‘Red Chrysanthemum’ by Laura Joh Rowland
I have been reading Rowland’s detective stories featuring
Sano Ichiro and set in late 17th century Japan for many years. The stories are great for conjuring up the
era and she has a range of interesting characters both allies and opponents of
Sano in his role as official detective for the Shogun. At times some seem overly cruel almost as if
they have been written too large. Some however,
are amoral and political concerns entwine with many of the crimes featured. This being the eighth book in the series,
Sano has risen from being a detective to being chamberlain of Japan so even
more prone to becoming entangled in political rivalries under the rule of an
easily manipulated Shogun. This story
revolves around the castration and murder of Lord Mori apparently by Sano’s
pregnant wife, Reiko. This level of
jeopardy for the couple counteracts the danger which often occurs when a
fictional detective is successful and begins to rise through the ranks in that
s/he becomes distant from the crimes and faces little risk in investigating
them.
Rowland has used the approach of the movie ‘Rashomon’
(1950) with narrations of what occurred from different ‘witnesses’. I worried that this was simply an affectation
to give some greater energy to the Rowland’s writing which at times has seemed
a little plodding despite the extremity of the crimes she features and the
apparent risks her characters face.
However, she presents a range of unreliable narrators and this keeps us
off balance. If the publisher had not
put the first chapter of the next novel in the back of this edition then you
could believe that Sano might be executed himself, Japanese justice of the time
tending to be all-encompassing. I think
the approach works well and I felt there was greater life in this novel than
some of its predecessors in the series.
The development of other long-standing characters such as Hirata, who
has risen to take over Sano’s previous role as chief investigator adds other
dimensions though his martial arts tutor comes over as a stereotype.
Rowland never baulks from showing the harshness or injustice
of the times she is portraying and as in previous stories we see characters at
the pinnacle of society and in its depths.
The crimes are not skimped on and this leaves me wondering why I feel
something is missing. The politicisation
of Sano and his wife to the end of the novel may give a clue and that is he
still comes over as being too righteous and maybe we seek some of that
amorality we see in other characters appearing in the central ones as
well. Maybe I am asking too much. I will certainly continue to read Rowland’s
Sano series and hope that with the political intrigues playing an ever larger
part the next novel will have that final unidentifiable element that for me is
missing and it will prove to be an outstanding rather than simply engaging
historical crime novel.
‘To Bring the Light’ by David Drake
This book was clearly inspired by ‘Lest Darkness Fall’ by L.
Sprague De Camp which I reviewed recently.
It sees Flavia Herosilla a forthright patrician woman from the 4th
Century CE being thrown back 1000 years to the foundation of Rome. She has to disentangle legend from actual
history in order to assist Romulus and Remus in freeing the village that will
become Rome from the overlordship of a neighbouring town, whilst facing
chauvinism, sexual harassment and superstitious beliefs which to someone from
her time seem irrational. This is an
enjoyable book but far too short and I wonder why Drake did not develop the
idea at least as far as De Camp did in his novel.
Non-Fiction
‘Kitchen Confidential’ by Anthony Bourdan
This is a rather ragged autobiography by a chef who has
previously published fiction. It goes
erratically from culinary experiences of his childhood through a series of
failing restaurants primarily in New York.
He gives the background on the chaos, drug abuse and simple abuse that
go on in kitchens and also tells a bleak story of numerous restaurant
failures. At times he diverges into
looking at things such as the hierarchy in a restaurant kitchen and the slang
used. Despite a brief trip to Japan it
is very New York focused and a lot of what he says especially about ethnic
groups would not really apply in much of the USA let alone elsewhere in the
world. However, he seems to assume that
his readership will be familiar with that context which makes it off putting
given that from this basis he is trying to show you a culture aside from mainstream
America anyway. His stupidity and his
arrogance may seem to some readers as edgy and exciting but ultimately you come
to loathe him and think he should be far more grateful that he is still alive
than he shows in this book. The
arrogance becomes difficult to swallow pretty quickly and there is little point
in reading an autobiography of someone whose view of the world you cannot
respect.