Showing posts with label Italy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Italy. Show all posts

Monday, May 11, 2026

Aubrey Nye Hamilton Reviews: An Enigma by the Sea by Carlo Fruttero and Franco Lucentini

  

Carlo Fruttero and Franco Lucentini were a well-known literary duo in Italy for several decades until Lucentini’s death in 2002. For about forty years they co-wrote newspaper and magazine articles, literary essays, edited numerous anthologies, and published six groundbreaking and best-selling mystery novels. Their first novel, The Sunday Woman, was adapted for film in 1975 starring Marcello Mastroianni, Jacqueline Bisset and Jean-Louis Trintignant.

An Enigma by the Sea, their third book, was first published in Italian in 1991 as Enigma in luogo di mare by Arnoldo Mondadori Editore S.p.A., Milano. It was published in the UK in 1994 by Chatto & Windus Ltd, London. Bitter Lemon Press has issued a fresh edition with a translation by Gregory Dowling, an Oxford graduate now residing in Venice. Dowling is no stranger to crime fiction, he’s the author of a half dozen historical mysteries.

Bitter Lemon Press seems to specialize in exquisitely written mysteries, although this particular title is more of a comedy of manners than crime fiction. Readers who enjoy snark and eccentric characters along with their whodunnits will adore this book. The aforesaid eccentrics inhabit 153 villas set among the pine trees of the forest Gualdana along the coast of Italy. Most of them use their villas as vacation residences but some inhabit them year round and rely on the tiny village nearby to supply their needs. There’s Signor Monforti, chronic depressive and inveterate naysayer who yearns after the beautiful Signora Neri. He is sure if she would just marry him, his negativity would fly away, never to return. Signora Neri is of a more practical turn of mind and questions just how happy she could be with someone who never is.

Then there’s Signora Baldacci, known to be straying outside her marriage with the much younger Dino Fioravanti. It was popularly supposed that Signor Baldacci was in ignorance of this arrangement until the two men encountered each other outside a local bar and blows were exchanged. Threats were also uttered and the local police fear the threats will be carried out; they were specific and detailed, these threats, and both parties have the means to execute them. Much time and worry is expended within the police office, trying to decide what to do.

Then there’s the villa infested with rats and the daughters of the family shrieking and huddling on the beds. And Signor Salvini who is sneaking a girl into his wife’s vacation villa for the usual reasons, but she is so clearly no better than she should be that he cannot be seen publicly with her for fear of word getting back to his wife. He makes up all sorts of reasons to stop along the way to the village so as to arrive after dark. And the pair of comedy writers who have encountered writers’ block. And on and on.

The story seems never to get around to any crime to speak of but the villa residents and the village storekeepers are so amusing I didn’t really mind. Until about midway in the book one character after another realizes this person or that one hasn’t been seen for awhile. They each make their way to the Marshal’s office to report a missing person, who is overwhelmed by the report of the fourth unexplained absence. Watching the local police investigate is quite entertaining.

A list in the back of the book itemizes the characters and their role in the book. It would be more helpful up front where the reader could consult at the first moment of confusion, of which I had many.

Readers who require frenetic action should pass on this story. But I found it to be a witty, beautifully written book. Kirkus summed it up neatly: “A juicily acerbic mystery that’s more lurid soap opera than whodunit.”

 


·         Publisher: Bitter Lemon Press

·         Publication date: April 21, 2026

·         Language: English

·         Print length: 416 pages

·         ISBN-10: 1916725198

·         ISBN-13: 978-1916725195

 

 

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Aubrey Nye Hamilton ©2026

Aubrey Hamilton is a former librarian who works on Federal It projects by day and reads mysteries at night.

Saturday, May 24, 2025

Bookblog of the Bristol Library: Travel Guides

Bookblog of the Bristol Library: Travel Guides:   Summer is a traditional time for vacation and travel.   We’ve already had several people in for books to help them plan their trips, so I ...

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Monday, October 07, 2019

Aubrey Hamilton Reviews: Death of an Englishman by Magdalen Nabb


I have been doing some armchair traveling the past week or two, which included a trip to Florence, Italy. Magdalen Nabb (1947-2007) was born in Lancashire and moved to Florence when she was 28 years old, even though she did not speak Italian. She produced a number of children’s books and wrote 14 mysteries, published between 1981 and 2008, about Salvatore Guarnaccia, a Sicilian marshal in the Italian Carabinieri stationed in Florence.
Death of an Englishman (Scribner, 1982) is an initially inauspicious introduction to Guarnaccia, who is suffering from a severe bout of influenza. In his moments of consciousness, he worries about reaching his family in Sicily for the Christmas holidays, which are imminent. Carabiniere Bacci, a very correct police trainee covering the office while Guarnaccia is ill, responds to the report of the death of a reclusive Englishman. The death is plainly a homicide so Bacci reports it to Guarnaccia’s supervisor, who in turn reports it to the British embassy. Two members of Scotland Yard’s staff arrive to assist the Italian police with the investigation. The fact that the senior Italian officer does not speak English and the senior English inspector does not speak Italian makes communication complicated.
Nothing much is known about the Englishman, who didn’t mix with the British expat community and didn’t make friends with the locals either. His clothes were worn, he lived in a run-down apartment building, and he skimped on food, so the safe in his bedroom with a large amount of currency from various European countries came as a surprise to the police. Also unexpected is the quantity of fingerprints found in the apartment, where the Englishman supposedly did not entertain visitors.
Guarnaccia recovers enough near the end of the book to make key contributions to the resolution of the story, using his knowledge of the neighborhood and its residents to piece together the puzzle that stymied his superior and the Scotland Yard representatives.
Nabb’s familiarity with Florence shines in the many descriptive passages. The book is worth reading for those alone, although the plot is polished and full of realistic characters. I particularly liked the eccentric lady who turned her apartment into a museum for English poets. This first title in the series was shortlisted for the CWA’s New Blood Dagger award.



·         Hardcover: 172 pages
·         Publisher: Scribner; First Edition (October 1, 1982)
·         Language: English
·         ISBN-10: 0684177579
·         ISBN-13: 978-0684177571


Aubrey Hamilton ©2019

Aubrey Hamilton is a former librarian who works on Federal It projects by day and reads mysteries at night.

Monday, June 10, 2019

Aubrey Hamilton Reviews: Death at La Fenice by Donna Leon

Hardcover

Death at La Fenice by Donna Leon (HarperCollins, 1992) is the first in the police procedural mystery series with Guido Brunetti, a police commissario in contemporary Venice, Italy. Brunetti’s adventures occupy 28 volumes thus far, with one released every year since Brunetti initially appeared in 1992.

At a performance of Traviata at Venice’s opera house, the internationally famous and temperamental conductor Helmut Wellauer fails to return to lead the second act. Cautious investigation by the theatre’s artistic director reveals the maestro dead in his dressing room. The sharp odor of bitter almonds proclaims the presence of cyanide in the coffee spilled down the conductor’s white shirt front.

Police soon swarm the back stage, directed by Commissario Brunetti. Brunetti is struck by the brief window of opportunity for the killer—during the opera’s intermission!--and by the number of people known to have visited him in that short time. At first he believes the motive lies within the conductor’s professional past and uses his considerable contacts to mine the gossip about Wellauer’s lengthy career. His ability to continue to perform during World War II, when the arts were severely politicized in occupied Europe, was of particular interest. Then hints about Wellauer’s marriages invited attention, as did his dealings with women performers.
Paperback

While I have read some of the titles in this series, I had not read the first ones and decided the omission should be rectified. Brunetti emerges on the world’s stage as a complete and engaging protagonist who clearly loves his city. His sadness at the damage industrial pollution is causing to landmark architecture is palpable. His acknowledgement of his city’s faults is wryly humorous: Brunetti thinks the low burglary rate in Venice is due to the fact no one really knows how to find their way around the streets and allies.  Brunetti’s incompetent and publicity-seeking boss shows there are no geographical boundaries to bad managers. Some things are the same no matter where you go.

A polished start to a consistently plotted and well-written series.




·         Publisher: HarperCollins; 1st edition (July 1, 1992)
·         Language: English
·         ISBN-10: 0060168714
·         ISBN-13: 978-0060168711




Aubrey Hamilton ©2019

Aubrey Hamilton is a former librarian who works on Federal It projects by day and reads mysteries at night.

Saturday, April 28, 2018

Lesa's Latest Contest: An exotic getaway for mystery readers

This week, I'm giving away mysteries set in
Greece and Italy, Jeffrey Siger's An Aegean April and David P. Wagner's A
Funeral in Mantova. Details on my blog, at
https://lesasbookcritiques.blogspot.com. Entries from the U.S. only, please.

-- Lesa Holstine lesa.holstine@gmail.com