If you’re a regular visitor here, then you’re familiar with Chadwick H. Saxelid, a frequent commenter on my posts and a man whose unusual name I have borrowed (with his permission, of course) for a murder victim in DIAGNOSIS MURDER: THE DOUBLE LIFE (coming in November 2006). Today, he reviews THE MAN WITH THE IRON-ON BADGE on his blog. He says, in part:
Lee Goldberg’s The
Man With the Iron-On Badgeis a fun little page turner that, on more than one occasion,
reminded me of Parnell Hall’s Stanley Hastings series. Like Stanley Hastings,
what Harvey Mapes thinks he knows about private detective work comes entirely
from television shows and crime novels. (Goldberg’s novel references so many
different television shows and/or books that it almost qualifies as an exercise
in metafiction.) Unlike
Stanley, when Harvey gets in over his head he finds an inner reserve of strength
and character that he never even knew existed within him. (Stanley usually
makes an ass out of himself, or he just gets lucky.)But Mapes amateurish fumbling and on-the-case training are just sly
misdirections on Goldberg’s part. While the reader is distracted by Mapes’s
growth from junk food guzzling slacker to junk food guzzling detective, all the
clues are artfully dropped. Another trick is how The
Man With the Iron-On Badge manages to spoof private detective story cliches
while letting Mapes discover that the reality of amateur detecting isn’t all
that different from what is on TV or in books, after all.
Thanks, Chadwick. Now I’m sorry I killed you.