I was reminded of this review by
Patrick Ohl earlier this week thanks to the memories function on Facebook.
Since it had been five years, it seemed like a good time to run it again. Make
sure you check out the full list over at Sweet Freedom. Have a good one!
The last time we checked in at Nero
Wolfe’s brownstone in The Second
Confession, the great man was directly confronted by Arnold Zeck, a
criminal mastermind who is something like the Professor Moriarty to his
Sherlock Holmes. Luckily for Wolfe, soon afterwards, an event occurred that
placed Zeck squarely on Wolfe’s side. But Zeck has gone too far this time.
It happens when Sarah Rackham asks for
Wolfe’s help. She is a wealthy woman, and has been happily married to Barry
Rackham for four years. In that time, Barry has regularly asked for money, but
lately his demands increased so dramatically that Sarah refused to give him
anything the last time. After that, Barry no longer asked her for money, and
yet his extravagant spending habits are unchanged. Where is all this money
coming from?
No sooner does she leave, a package of
sausage is delivered to Wolfe’s door. Except the sausage manages to
metamorphose into tear gas, and Arnold Zeck is soon on the line, gloating to
Wolfe that had the package contained a bomb, Wolfe would now be dead. He then
formally demands that Wolfe not investigate the Rackham case.
But Wolfe is not one to be bullied and
sends Archie along to the residence of Calvin Leeds, Mrs. Rackham’s cousin,
ostensibly to investigate a dog poisoning. (In a delightful tip of the hat to
the events of The Second Confession,
Archie at first proposes that he go down to Mrs. Rackham’s country house for a
weekend party, only to have the idea firmly rejected.) Before you know it, a
murder occurs, and Archie is once again dealing with the same officials as in The Second Confession. But this time,
when Archie returns to the brownstone, the door is wide open, and Nero Wolfe is
nowhere to be found…
The conclusion of the Arnold Zeck
trilogy is typical of trilogies. The first one introduces the concepts and the
second one expands on them. In the third instalment, the story goes into
maximum overdrive with the stakes higher than ever before. The only thing with
trilogies is that most of them seem to misstep on the third outing, with a few
notable exceptions. In that regard, In
the Best Families is a satisfying conclusion for the Arnold Zeck trilogy,
but in the interests of fairness, I have to admit it’s the weakest of the three
books.
The problem for me is that Wolfe and
Archie, so delightful together, spend most of the novel completely apart and
only reunite near the end. We miss out on that classic Wolfe-Archie banter, and
although Archie is terrific on his own, he’s always so much better when he’s
nagging Wolfe. And really, the lengths Wolfe goes to in this novel are just… extreme, especially for him. I’m not
entirely sure whether I liked this or not. I’m in danger of saying too much, so
I’ll just shut up now.
The murder mystery that starts the ball
rolling is a decent one, with a clue or two pointing you in the right
direction, but long before the solution, the book abandons the central mystery
and becomes more of a thriller. The mystery is resolved in the end, and its
solution really is satisfactory, but it’s been left more-or-less alone for so
long that it loses some of its impact.
I liked In the Best Families just fine, but compared to the two entries
that precede it, it’s pretty underwhelming. But it stands up decently on its
own merits as a Nero Wolfe story, and it really is fun to read about these
characters. The stakes are high and Wolfe’s playing a very dangerous game. The book sags a bit in the middle when Wolfe
goes missing, but when he reappears near the end, the book springs back to life
for one whizz-banger of a finale! And for once, the mystery at the book’s core
is pretty decent, especially by Rex Stout standards. Overall, this one is
recommended, but only for those who’ve read the previous entries in the Zeck
series.
Patrick Ohl ©2014, 2019
Patrick
Ohl is a 20-year old Canadian crime fiction aficionado who enjoys hobbies such
as taxidermy and runs a dilapidated motel in the middle of nowhere alongside
his crazed mother. He enjoys relaxing in his subterranean evil lair while
watching his favourite hockey team, the Toronto Maple Leafs, and will
occasionally make chicken chow mein to die for. His life is accompanied by a
soundtrack composed by John Williams, and James Earl Jones provides occasional
voice-overs.
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