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The Rubber Band |
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a Nero Wolfe & Archie Goodwin mystery The Saturday Evening Post, 29 Feb 1936 - 4 April 1936 Farrar & Rinehart; New York, 1936 collected in — |
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Five of a Kind |
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The past frontier & the current city
Sometimes I feel a bit that way myself about the heaps in front of me to read. As with complex but fast-moving detective novels generally, sharp capsule characterizations are essential to the story's momentum. There's a good cross-section here, ranging farther afield than usual, from the Wyoming rancher above to a British lord, and the plot — like a wide rubber band — pulls the disparate elements into alliance and murderous conflict in New York. There are some good examples of the Wolfean wit, including, briefly but pointedly, his misogyny. This awkward sidestepping around feminine emotiveness does not, of course, prevent Wolfe from doing superb work for female clients, such as Clara Fox in The Rubber Band. We also have some fun with Wolfe's fabulous orchid collection. Rather an old-fashioned kind of a mystery plot, but an enjoyable and fast-moving book.
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© 2010 Robert Wilfred Franson |
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