Thus begins the diary of Frank Cairnes, an author of detective stories under the pseudonym Felix Lane. But this isn’t a notebook in which he will set down the details of a fictional murder plot: he truly intends to find a man and murder him. But what could prompt a sane man to turn to murder?
It turns out Frank had a son named Martie, and a few months ago he had gone into the village to buy some sweets. That was when he got run over by a careless motorist; poor Martie never stood a chance. The police have been unable to trace the motorist responsible for the death, and he never stopped nor reported the accident. That man is the titular beast in Nicholas Blake’s novel The Beast Must Die, and when he is murdered, Cairnes’ journal is found and he immediately becomes the prime suspect. But Nigel Strangeways isn’t convinced…
Nicholas Blake (pseudonym of Cecil Day-Lewis) was one of the greatest writers to emerge during the Golden Age of Detective Fiction. Surely even Edmund Wilson would concede this much—after all, he was the Poet Laureate of the United Kingdom from 1968 until his death in 1972. So if I run across a dry patch in 2013 where I keep reading bad books and start complaining about it, someone needs to remind me of the happy times I spent reading books like this. The Beast Must Die is, quite frankly, my idea of the perfect detective novel. It quite literally has everything you can reasonably ask of an author. Excellent characters and atmosphere, some genuine suspense, and terrific detection complete with a surprising ending! All this can be found between the covers, and it’s a real treat, let me tell you.
One of the most fascinating aspects of this character is his duality, however. In order to get close to Rattery (so as to precipitate his death), Cairnes goes undercover as Felix Lane, the detective story writer. He hides behind this pseudonym and begins to live a double life in order to properly establish Felix Lane’s fictional biography. He manipulates people he meets as Lane to further his murderous schemes, but the feelings he develops as Lane sink through the façade and resurface when he once again becomes Frank Cairnes. I don’t want to say too much more, but this theme plays a fairly prominent part in the events of the novel without being intrusive or self-consciously literary. If you read this novel for yourself you will see this aspect of Cairnes’ character develop throughout the novel, and it really makes for fascinating reading.
In fact, that is in many ways why The Beast Must Die is so damn brilliant. I spent a lot of time talking about character rather than plot, but that’s because in this book, the plot emerges from character. Their complexity is what fuels the story on. We discover more and more about these characters, and because of this the plot moves forward. Too many authors these days forget that such a thing is even possible. Many will spend so much time developing characters that by the end of the book the plot has yet to commence. Nicholas Blake achieves a fine balance, however, and many of the scenes that develop characters also help to develop the plot further. It’s a rare talent to possess, and that alone makes The Beast Must Die one of the all-time great detective novels.
I've never read the book, but I enjoyed the movie. It's French! It's Chabrol! How can anyone not love it? Find a copy and watch it soon, Patrick. Slightly different from the book, but rather good all the same.ReplyDelete
I had to look up Kris Dyer and discovered he's a radio actor and scriptwriter. And judging by his bio rather full of himself. He's primarily a comedy writer and comic actor which probably explains the deadly dull seriousness in his audio book narration. But it could be blamed on a very bad director, too.
I have heard good things about it, and I do like Chabrol. I'll just have to find an opportunity in a few weeks (since until the 22nd, my primary activity is studying).Delete
I've read this one a few years ago and liked it plenty, for a character/psychology-driven detective story it's pretty good, but have always disagreed with the general opinion that it’s Blake's masterpiece. Head of a Traveller is a much better novel and A Question of Proof a superior mystery. It’s his most well known work, but certainly not his best.ReplyDelete
But surely you agree that it *is* a masterpiece? It's my second Blake after THOU SHELL OF DEATH and the detective story is a major improvement, but once again the character complexity is positively brilliant and helps move the plot forward.Delete
Oh, obsolutely, but it's similar to comparing the best works of Carr and Christie with their good ones, which are only considered "good" because the other stuff is even more amazing. I know that Blake is not considered on the be same league as those two, and I agree, but as of yet I have not encountered a Blake mystery that I didn't like (even if the plot was a trifle weak) - so I think the comparison for me personally is not entirely off.Delete
You know, I just night return to Nigel Strangeways this month.
Terrific review Patrick - this is easily one of Blake's best books and I agree with John, the movie version (which, while faithful, jettisons Strangways incidentally) works extremely well on its own terms.ReplyDelete
Well, thanks to both of you I now have a copy of the film. I hope you're satisfied. ;)Delete
I read this one many years ago and was equally impressed by Blake's skill at characterization. One of these days I may have to get another copy and reread it.ReplyDelete
A friend recommended Blake's A PRIVATE WOUND, a standalone, and I think it's one you'd like, Patrick. Once again characterization drives the story, and I recall it as being a hard-to-put-down novel.
Barry, thanks for the tip. It's only my second Blake and so I like getting recommendations from more experienced readers to help guide my next reading choices.Delete
Wonderful,wonderful book. Read it a few years back, and afterwards wondered why Blake is a semi-forgotten crime author. The mixture of character and plot is perfect, and I've been trying to dig up more Blake titles.ReplyDelete
I don't understand it myself, but I also don't understand the disappearance of Carr, Rhode, Queen, Rice, McCloy, Innes, Quentin, and Armstrong!!!Delete
PS I was of course initially thinking this was going to be a Gilbert Adair review ...ReplyDelete
I'm afraid, Sergio, that that's still a closed book... ;)Delete
I am sorry Patrick but I have to disagree. The book has one of the most brilliant openings ever but mid-way through - when the narrative changes from the recorded entries to the present - it lost its steam. The detective also did not do much to me. But in fact, my main grouse was the characterisation. Shouldn't Lane have been filled with self-loathing for having fallen in love with Lena? We do not see that aspect at all.ReplyDelete
Here's my brief write-up if you are interested:
Rattery sends Cairnes' diary to Rattery's solicitor, a fact which Cairnes records in his diary. This bit of impossibility spoiled the story for me.ReplyDelete