There Are Lunatics Galore in This Weeks Review Of. . .
Fool Moon
Harry
Dresden likes to advertise his services. Lost items found. Paranormal
investigations. Consulting advice. Reasonable Rates . . . No love potions,
endless purses or ‘other’ entertainment.
In a place
like Chicago, you’d thing that would attract some form of attention, even from
weirdos and crackpots. Yet, the blurb for his latest adventure puts the record
straight:
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You’d think
there’d be a little more action for the only professional wizard listed in the
Chicago phone book. But lately, Harry Dresden hasn’t been able to dredge up any
kind of work: magical, mundane, or menial.
Just when it looks like he can’t afford his next
meal, a murder comes along that requires his particular brand of supernatural
expertise. There’s a brutally mutilated corpse, and monstrous animal markings
at the scene. Not to mention that the killing took place on the night of a full
moon. Harry knows exactly where this case is headed. Take three guesses—and the
first two don’t count...
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As I
intimated at the outset; business is sluggish. So sluggish, that it’s in danger
of dying a slow and tragic death. . .
Unlike the
first of many bodies that start turning up in alarming volumes and equally
disturbing, grizzly circumstances. As you can guess, the Chicago P.D. quickly
turn to Harry for help. The trouble is, no sooner have they done so than the
death count rises exponentially. And it all seems to happen when Harry’s
around, leading to him – you’ve guessed it – becoming the chief suspect.
Not the kind
of attention he wants to attract when obvious clues that rampaging werewolves
are to blame need to be followed up. Like yesterday! Yet, how can he balance
the investigative side of things, while preventing his law enforcement buddies
from learning too much about the supernatural world? A world that isn’t
supposed to exist, let alone announce itself in a fanfare of fangs, blood and
gore?
Sound rather
juicy, doesn’t it? And to a large extent, Fool Moon is. There’s breathless
chaos. Lots of fast-paced action. A touch of romance under a full moon. Damsels
in distress. Idiots who get in the way and who soon pay for it. But for me, one
thing did put the proverbial spanner in the works. THIS story reveals how
powerful Harry Dresden can be when the mood takes him. Yet his insistence on
going out of his way to always do the right thing – on this outing – proved
rather irritating. Yes, we all want to be honorable and noble. But sometimes,
the occasion calls for a cold heart and a firm hand. And boy, do the baddies in
this adventure need just that.
(Apologies,
I can’t clarify too much as it would lead to spoilers, and I hate doing that).
But suffice to say, Dresden’s penchant
for being a bit of a ‘goody-two-shoes’ turned a spicy, involved bit of
super-sleuthing into an unnecessarily overcomplicated grind that took some of
the magic away from an otherwise great story.
But I’m not
going to give up. I love the mood Jim Butcher manages to invoke throughout the
chase; the self-depreciating humor his main character uses as a shield; the balancing
act that Detective Murphy brings to the story. Overall, it’s an entertaining
little romp through the underbelly of Chicago, and I’m still involved enough to
want to see how it develops.
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