Friday, December 28, 2018

4th of July by James Patterson and Maxine Paetro



Lindsay Boxer has to shoot down two teenagers, a brother and a sister in an act of self - defence. She had no other alternative as the children were armed and fired first which hit Boxer and her partner Jacobi. The shooting killed the girl and left her little brother completely paralysed.


Things went awry when the parents of the children affected moved court seeking justice. It was at the same time, a series of murders appear though not in her jurisdiction.  The victims were whipped and it was of the similar murder that happened when Boxer assumed charge as the officer. Even after 10 years, she could not nab the culprit. Is there any connection between those murders. Will the current imbroglio she is in would present bottlenecks in her investigation? That you have to find out.


That's the brief. What always excites me is the craft that can put the readers on tenterhooks right from the beginning of the story. You feel as if you are running with the book, with the characters and the situations. It's not hard for a reader who has been reading crime noir to spot the culprit. But what makes you a super thriller reader is when you can spot the culprit through the situation that led to murder. And it's a pretty hard task and that makes the plot, a thrilling one.


I loved it. As I said in my previous post, I could go to Lindsay Boxer to break the reading as well as the book blogging block I experience very often.

- Shalet Jimmy



Tuesday, December 25, 2018

I am back!!!!


This is where I belong…amidst books.

After a hiatus, I am back. It’s been ten years since I started this blog. Much to my dismay, I have abandoned this blog on and off. Fortunately, I have always come back.

I always come back mostly in the month of December. I re-discover my passion for crime thrillers always in the month of December. And years ago, I was also born in December. That’s why the month holds special for me.

When I started off, this blog was called ‘Diary of a budding book reviewer ’. Now, I have loads of review copies in my kitty to review. I should pat my back for that, right…

Mary Higgins Clark has always helped me to re-discover my passion for crime thrillers. But this time, it is James Patterson.

I will soon come up with its review.

- Shalet Jimmy


Monday, August 13, 2018

Dragonmede by Rona Randall

" Dawn sliced through the curtains as the ghostly edges of a hoar frost," says Rona Randall in her Gothic mystery ' Dragonmede'. Eustacia Rochdale, the female lead in the story also experiences similar fate. Though she married the man she loved and wanted, it sliced her life as the ghostly edges of a hoar frost. When she married Julian Kershaw , little did she know that her yearning for a marital bliss would be a bane of her life. 

The story was set in the London of 1800's, when every doors opened for the nobility. It was this privilege which brought Julian Kershaw to Luella's ( Eustacia's mother's )gambling house. A born nonconformist, Luella never wanted her daughter to have a bohemian life which she was indulged in. She gave anything and everything to her daughter which was required for a girl to be a lady. Luella's efforts also did not go in vain as  Eustacia grew up with everything needed to be a lady though born to a bohemian mother.

Luella was overtly delighted when Julian, the heir of Dragonmede reached her threshold. Gambling on his passion for cards and his attraction for Eustacia, Luella realised that the time had come for Eustacia to tie the knot. Unaware of her mother's manipulations, Eustacia married Julian and reached Dragonmede, her husband's home which offered her nothing but a house full of mysteries.

Though I am a die hard of Gothic fiction, the story initially failed to lure my interest. As any other mystery fictions, I was expecting a twist at the very outset which was completely absent in the story. The only cue, the writer leaves is that there is some mystery but not easy for the reader to identify it. No murder, stealing, kidnapping, murder attempts, deaths but an all pervading sense of mystery. But when the story progressed, I could feel my pulse raising and could close the book only after finished reading it. The reader could definitely identify the culprit but only at the very end, with just two or three pages to complete.

 I felt a sense of satisfaction after reading 'Dragonmede'. The moment I finished it, I saw four stars shining. Yes, I am giving it 4/5.

Monday, June 11, 2018

Rebecca by ALFRED HITCHCOCK


Movie: Rebecca
Director: Alfred Hitchcock
Release date: 1940
Cast: Laurence Olivier, Joan Fontaine, Judith Anderson 

I wouldn’t be exaggerating if I said Daphne du Maurier’s ‘ Rebecca’ was safe in the hands of Alfred Hitchcock. Though some alterations were made, he didn’t allow the essence of Maurier’s book to erode.


“Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.”


She was narrating her dream about Manderley. She was nameless.

In her dream, she saw, Manderley was deserted and abandoned. The shrubs, the trees , the plants had encroached the drive and all around from their usual place giving it a ghostly look. Like any other bride, when she came to Manderley dreamt of a quiet life with her husband. But there was something sinister going on in Manderly.


Every wall of Manderley was yelling a name ‘ Rebecca’. She was the first wife of Max de Winter who died of drowning in the sea. Mrs Danvers, an ardent devotee of Rebecca and the head house keeper of Manderley intimidated the narrator.


She met him in Monte Carlo, France where she was accompanying a wealthy American woman called Van Hopper as a paid companion. Her employer’s illness gave her the opportunity to spend more time with Max and eventually, they ended up marrying.



It was not that she had to fight with humans but with the haunting and all pervading presence of Rebecca, the first Mrs de Winter who died of drowning in the sea.

Rebecca was dead. But Manderley retained her undaunting spirits. Mrs Danvers had kept Manderley as if Rebecca had just gone out for a brief vacation and would be back anytime. The narrator did not do anything to alter the situation as she did not want to risk losing Max, her husband whom she thought was still in love with his first wife.



Everyone compared her with Rebecca. Beatrice, Max’s sister told her that she was nothing like Rebecca and when she met Max’s grandmother who also in her senility insisted of meeting Rebecca, leaving our narrator all the more perplexed. When Rebecca was alive, they had their bedroom in the western wing of the Manderly and the second Mrs de Winter and Max used the rooms in the eastern wing which was comparatively smaller in size.

Mrs Danvers intimidated her to such an extent that the latter was almost successful in convincing her to commit suicide by saying on and on that she was unwanted in Manderley, even her husband did not love her. She would have jumped from the roof of Rebecca had the rockets were not fired indicating that a ship was aground in the sea near to the mansion with Max ordering everybody to offer help to the people in the ship.

A year ago, after Rebecca went missing in the sea, a dead-body of a woman had washed up on the shore and Max identified her as Rebecca. But, to everybody’s dismay, when the divers dived in to check the condition of the ship, they came across a boat with a woman’s body stuck in its little cabin. The boat was of Rebecca’s.

No doubt! there would be an inquest. It was then our narrator heard something from her husband which she never expected. He was not in love with Rebecca and he hated her to the core. She was a woman of loose morals. That one sentence just changed our narrator in a trice.

Why was  Mrs de Winter or the narrator of the story nameless? Was it because even after marrying Max de Winter, the owner of the famous Manterly, she was reduced to a shadow of his first wife. Perhaps yes!

She was living in her own world of imagination.



The revelation by Max that he never loved Rebecca came as a pleasant surprise to her though it came with a heavy price to pay.


Mrs Danvers was a woman who was absolutely mesmerized by Rebecca. They were alike in spirits -absolutely inconsiderate of other’s emotions. She considered Rebecca’s audacity to continue her clandestine relationships under the nose of everybody at Manderley as something heroic. Mrs Danvers was a cruel soul who lacked judgement. According to Mrs Danvers, Rebecca loved only herself.

Judith Anderson

Max, on the other hand, loved his second wife. But he was smarting over his own pain that he could not explicitly express that he was in love with Rebecca. I would say he was not bold enough to confront the reality.


Speaking of the cast, Joan Fontaine who played the second Mrs De winter was perfect for the role. She could bring forth a naive, timid girl. After ‘ Gone with wind’ actor Vivian Leigh who was Olivier Laurence’s fiancee then wanted to take up the role of second Mrs De Winter. She also gave a test. But it never happened as it was deemed that her personality was too strong to play the demure, timid and gauche second Mrs De Winter.

Joan Fontaine and Laurence Olivier


I have read the book before watching the movie and I could never imagine anybody else in the role other than Joan Fontaine. Though Vivian Leigh could not work with Hitchcock in that movie, Alfred Hitchcock thought there was one role she could play and it was none other than the role of ‘ Rebecca’.

Like Joan Fontaine, the other actor who took her character to another level was Judith Anderson. The sinister look she had on her face was horrifying and the rigid look never wavered even for one single moment.


One of the main alterations which Hitchcock did with the movie was the death of Rebecca. When Daphne made Max kill her, Alfred made it an accidental death.

Alfred Hitchcock
Laurence Olivier was good in his role as Max but it was more of Joan’s movie. My imagination of Max after reading the book was a bit different, the primary one being his look. I imagined him to be somebody without a moustache. It did not mean that I did not like the ‘ Olivier Max’. Daphne like his Max.

Out of 11 nominations, Rebecca won two Academy Awards - Best Picture . It was also the opening film at the first Berlin International Film Festival in 1951.

Loved the movie and always a Hitchcock fan.

by Shalet Jimmy

Thursday, May 17, 2018

Peril at End House by Agatha Christie



Someone wants Nick Buckley to be killed and she had survived four death threats….

But things appear not too bleak as the famous detective Hercule Poirot with his best friend Hastings is in the vicinity.

But what perplexes Poirot is the lack of a substantial motive to kill Miss Buckley. The ‘ End House ’ she owns is already in debt and he could see no other motives which actually want someone to make an attempt on her life.

But a murder was destined to happen. Even the foolproof arrangements made by Poirot could not prevent someone from getting murdered at the End House. Unfortunately, it was Maggie Buckley, her cousin who came to be with Nick gets killed. As she had worn her cousin’s shawl, the murderer easily got confused her with Nick.

But the lack of a motive continues to perplex Poirot and it goes to such an extent that even Hastings who has strong faith in his friend’s ‘ grey cells’ starts thinking that this case will be written off as Poirot’s unsolved mystery.


‘End House’ is considered as the one of best works of Agatha Christie.
From the beginning, I knew the culprit. But it might be just because of the tendency to pinpoint the most unlikely person as the murderer. Besides, being an ardent fan of her plots I, now want to acquire her skill of adeptly joining the dots that leads to the murderer.

If you are an Agatha Christie fan, this is a must read.

By Shalet Jimmy

Thursday, May 10, 2018

The Accident on the A35 by Graeme Macrae Burnet


A few months ago, I chanced upon an interview of one of the greatest crime fiction writers, late P D James. Till then, I had not read a single book of hers.


But to my surprise, her interview made me look at crime fiction with a different perspective and it was much of a consolation for an ardent crime lover like me to know that unlike common perception where the so called ‘ serious readers’ brush crime noir aside as mere pulp fiction  ( I believe this is a trend in India and thankfully, it is slowly changing) , the genre really has a long back history and depth. Besides, we  have bequeathed rich classic crime literature that many are not aware of.

It made me delve into P D James’ celebrated book - “ An Unsuitable Job for a Woman”. Though I had been reading mysteries for quite a while, the book felt so different and new. It seemed as if I was seriously getting one with the characters in it. And for the first time, I learnt that the characters in the crime noir could have emotions . That was my first stint with the real crime noir.

Strangely,  I felt the same tempo when I was reading Graeme Macrae Burnet’s The Accident on the A35 ’ too.

It all began when an acclaimed solicitor Bertrand Barthelem’s car meets with an accident and owing to this, Police Chief Georges Gorski's daily routine is disrupted. Considering the social standing of the solicitor,
 Gorski believes that he himself should go and break the news to his family. But what perplexes him is that even after disclosing such a news, the solicitor’s wife Lucette and son Raymond are  hardly moved by the solicitor’s death.


And also the fact that Lucette seems to be many years younger than the solicitor makes the police chief stray a bit, who has already separated from his wife.

Partly to please Lucette, he starts an unofficial investigation when she says that her husband had no reasons to be on the A35 as he had the habit of ‘supping’ with his colleagues that particular day, every week. In no time, Gorski finds out that the solicitor had used his ‘ routine supper’ as a cover up to hide something from his wife. What was it? His further investigation reveals that the solicitor had withdrawn a huge amount of money on that day when he was killed.

Besides, he also thinks the solicitor has something to do with the murder of a woman at Strasbourg which happened the same day he got killed in the accident.

On the other hand, Solicitor's young son Raymond also begins a parallel investigation when he gets a paper neatly tucked
in a table of his father's study that bore the address of some woman.


The narration has the pace of a serious classic crime literature. I also felt a strong resemblance between James’ detective Cordelia Gray and Gorski especially when it comes to their vulnerability. He has delved deeply into the characters of Gorski and Raymond. To talk more about the latter, his troubled psyche has been analysed meticulously and Raymond evolves through the story.

Will it be far-fetched if I say Raymond resembles ‘Mersaul’t from Albert Camu’s ‘ The Stranger’- You decide.

The writing is like honey dripping from the comb. But what puzzles me is that though it is called a crime fiction, it does not actually fit the description.
The real objective of crime noir is the restoration of order. Here, though some situations are straightened out, there are some more mess to be cleaned up.
 The author leaves his readers midway  as ‘ the Murder on the A35 has a open ending. I am perfectly fine if there’s a sequel.

So, will there be a sequel ?

PS : This is a review copy, I received from Bee books, Kolkata

by Shalet Jimmy