I've done another feature for Arc Digital, 'Obsessive Justice: Harry Bosch, American Crime, and Michael Connelly'. You can link to it here. It was based on an interview I did with Michael back in October, when he was in London to promote his novel Dark Sacred Night. We talked a bit about Bosch and a bit about his then-upcoming Murder Book podcast. When it came time to publishing the interview, the Bosch TV show was the hook that had the most biting power, but it also proved a good entry point for the kind of piece Arc wanted, one that would draw in new viewers/readers/listeners to Bosch.
That fit in well with the relatively general nature of our interview, now almost six months old, but because we were also into true crime territory, I could also draw on what I wrote in my afterword to Crime Beat, which I had originally 'full disclosured' right at the top of the story.
One of the things Michael and I discussed in October was the fact that I first reviewed Trunk Music (1997) in The Spectator; I believe it was his first mainstream UK review. I met him right after that appeared, by almost accident; I just happened to see that he was doing a reading in a bookshop in Melbourne, Florida, where I was visiting my parents when covering WLAF preseason practices in Orlando. He has been not only the best of interviews, but a very generous, not least commissioning me to write that afterword. There are few writers I've met whom I admire more, and if this piece does him justice and helps spread the word, I will be pleased.
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Wednesday, 17 April 2019
Thursday, 18 October 2018
MICHAEL CONNELLY'S DARK SACRED NIGHT
Night shift
detective Renee Ballard is typing up her report on her investigation
of a woman found dead, after days in her bathtub, earlier that night,
when she notices a stranger going through the file cabinets on the
other side of the detective bureau. He's Harry Bosch, and when Bosch
goes off with the shift commander, Ballard isn't convinced by his
explanation. A quick examination of her own and she knows Bosch lied
about what he was doing, and her curiosity is piqued by what his real
motives were.
It's a brilliantly
understated introduction of the two detectives Michael Connelly
brings together in Dark Sacred Night. When I reviewed Ballard's
debut, The Late Show, last
year I wrote that “Ballard
is too good a character not to reappear soon, and Connelly is too
good a series writer not to draw Harry Bosch into her orbit,” and
so it happened. I Interviewed Michael at Waterstone's Piccadilly
on that book tour, and when I asked about comparisons between the
two, he said he thought of each in terms of one key word: for Ballard
'fierce' and for Bosch 'relentless'. He repeats those definitions in
a short introduction to this novel, which describes his decision to
tell the story primarily separately, letting us see each character
through the other's eyes.
Connelly
does this so well the introduction is barely required. It's sometimes
overlooked, in the depth of the Bosch characterisation, just how
strong the police procedural element of his stories is, and with
Ballard working her night cases while joining Bosch in his relentless
probing into a cold case murder. That is the killing of Daisy
Clayton, the runaway daughter of a junkie Bosch met in
Two Kinds Of Truth, while
working undercover on the prescription opioid trade; and
the mother/junkie is
now living in Bosch's house.
Bosch also has another cold
case warming on the burner for his employer, the San Fernando PD, the
assassination of a Latino gang leader a decade and a half before.
Connelly mixes these stories like a magician, but the aim is not to
distract, but to put the reader more fully into the mindset of the
characters. The pace is as relentless as Harry, and you are left
wondering, above all else, how either her or Ballard ever get any
sleep.
This
is what keeps, and always has kept, Connelly's work above mere
gimmickry, and it comes from his understanding of those personalities
he has defined in one word. As doggedly as either of them, he builds
their characters through the work they do, indeed the work by which
they would probably define themselves. Interviewing Michael, I asked
about some of the parallels I found between them: the loss of one
parent, the absence of the other; the living in a metaphorically
isolated location with a tremendous view: Bosch's of the city,
Ballard's of the ocean, a view that is always the same but always
changing. It is not surprising that they should be drawn together,
that cases should be solved, that one would save the other's life,
and that there might be some tragedy and sadness involved. This is
what Connelly and Bosch have always been about. If, in the end, their
'formal' agreement to work together again seems a little bit too
light or contrived, it is already something to look forward to. And I
would not be at all surprised to find Mickey Haller being the agency
that brings Bosch and Ballard together again. In the meantime, this
is a must-read detective novel, for this or any year.
Dark
Sacred Night by Michael Connelly
Orion
£20 ISBN 9780857826374
NOTE: This review will also appear at Shots (www.shotsmag.co.uk)
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