Conspicuous Consumption

Almost everyone who writes about this novel notes that it evokes a milieu similar to the one through which George Harvey Bone moves in Patrick Hamilton's Hangover Square . Although Hamilton's novel is set just before World War II and Henderson's during the war, Bowling and Bone are similarly alienated and exist in the same seedy London.  What I haven't seen anyone mention is the possibility that James Hogg's Memoirs of a Justified Sinner  was also an inspiration. Like Hogg's gothic masterpiece, Mr. Bowling  is about a murderer who manages to justify his crimes at least in part through an appeal to his faith. Mr. Bowling finds in his Christianity the excuse that if he happens to kill someone, he is carrying out God's will, because how could he be doing otherwise? He reflects on one of his victims:  He thought, instead, upon matters do do with Destiny, wondering, for instance, whether up in God's Kingdom, there had long ago been placed a little flag, marki...

  I've decided to read Virginia Woolf's novels in order this year. I began with The Voyage Out and Night and Day ,  both of which are fine books. One sees, though, why they are probably the least read of Woolf's novels. They are competent and professional, but they aren't Mrs. Dalloway or To the Lighthouse . They are good, but that's all. With Jacob's Room , though, we see that the Virginia Woolf of those early novels has at last freed herself from Victorian novelistic convention, and begun to make it new. Start with her decision to make Jacob Flanders, the novel's protagonist, a cypher who we know almost entirely from the impressions others have of him. In this she does something that is perhaps parallel to but different from what Joyce (who she dismissed as an "egotistical self-taught working man," even as she acknowledged his influence on Jacob's Room ) did in Ulysses . In Joyce's work we follow different characters' streams of con...

This is something like the fifteenth book in Michael Connelly's Harry Bosch series. One could argue that there was a slight sag in the middle volumes, but the later entries are the strongest yet. I guess it's not surprising that a dedicated writer gets better with years of experience.  After gallivanting to Hong Kong in a recent entry, Harry is back in California, traveling from his Los Angeles hometown to the agricultural center of the state. He's still in the cold cases unit, and he has a new supervisor to lock horns with. Harry's working post-retirement on a contract, and his new boss, who would like to move Harry on into post-post retirement, does his best to make that happen. Harry, of course is not having it, but his adversary remains standing at the end, so no doubt their quarrel will continue. The novel begins with a flashback to the LA riots. Harry and his then partner, Edgar, are called out in the midst of the chaos to a murder victim that turns out to be a Eu...

 This is a forgotten novel by a forgotten writer. I just finished it for the third time, and once again loved the mystery with which it is saturated. What exactly is going on remains mysterious throughout, both to the man we are reading about and also to the reader, who is never allowed to feel smarter or more perceptive than the protagonist. That the reader shares the protagonist's bewilderment adds to the novel's power. There is knock at the door of the house where the bank teller,  Raynard Langrish, lives with his mother. It is Roy Archer, someone Langrish feels he might know . . . maybe. Archer takes Langrish to a boxing match and then for a few pints after the match. The bank teller finds himself exhilarated by the violence he has witnessed in the ring and by the alcohol he consumes. Under Archer,'s spell, Langrish begins training for . . . an emergency of some sort? a military operation? defense against an invasion? a war?—“But is there a war on, sir, or what?” “A wa...