Bill Pronzini : Bones, 1985 –
Italian title : Ombre sul passato – translation Marcella Dallatorre - Il Giallo
Mondadori No. 1966, 1986
Who
does not know Bill Pronzini? And who
does not know his famous detective,
Nameless? A detective with a great humanity,
that combines wisdom and action. However, his
adventures differ from other
detectives typical of the genre Hard-Boiled. Pronzini has
always been sincere about it,
rejecting the subsidiary of Chandler and
instead recognizing as the only novelist to
have played a key role in the
creation of his character, was Dewey, with his "Mac". Pronzini, however, is not alone in this, unlike many authors Hard-Boiled.
He also has solid
foundations and cultural history
of the genre: you known, from a
mile away, as his readings
have not only caught in the genre Pulp and
Hard-Boiled, but also in that of the Mystery Classic. And
his stories have an
air of light, sparkling,
with remarkable leaps and grand finals,
and also possess a remarkable humorous vein, sometimes irreverent,
even against his character, which is very rare.
Bones, who also has a nice Locked-Room, is a novel that also speaks about bones, but it is not a thriller by Kate Reichs. No. It’s a novel that sinks its own investigation into the past. And as happened before, the plot is intertwined with the traditional mystery.
Bones, who also has a nice Locked-Room, is a novel that also speaks about bones, but it is not a thriller by Kate Reichs. No. It’s a novel that sinks its own investigation into the past. And as happened before, the plot is intertwined with the traditional mystery.
Michael Kiskadon has recently discovered to be the son of the great writer of Mystery, Harmon
Crane, who died thirty years before.
A sad story: depression, alcohol and then suicide. So far nothing strange, especially
since had been found
a farewell letter in the typewriter.
And to validate the theory of suicide was the mode
of discovery: the room was locked from the inside, was on the first floor, and it was not possible then exit from the windows: in short, a situation defined.
The fact is that "Nameless"
starts to investigate, but is faced what might
be called a "conspiracy of silence".
Before Crane's wife, Amanda, who talks about his lovely family
life lived with Crane until the death of her husband, but does not really talks about suicide: that flaunts a
glacial that "Nameless"
initially misinterpretes, then understanding how the
woman has suffered such a severe shock to be assisted
by his granddaughter now for more than 35 years, the years since her
husband's suicide.
Then the detectives went to interview the lawyer of Crane, such Yankowski, a bad guy, who along with teacher painting of the wife of Crane, Adam Potter, he broke down the door of the room, finding Harmon Crane died,: he seems that he had shot a few minutes after talking on the phone just with him, Yankowski. Ends thrown out of the house, when Nameless, accuses him of having paid his court to Amanda for a long time.
Then the detectives went to interview the lawyer of Crane, such Yankowski, a bad guy, who along with teacher painting of the wife of Crane, Adam Potter, he broke down the door of the room, finding Harmon Crane died,: he seems that he had shot a few minutes after talking on the phone just with him, Yankowski. Ends thrown out of the house, when Nameless, accuses him of having paid his court to Amanda for a long time.
There is also the
first wife of Crane, such Corneal Ellen, who was blackmailing him. He
says it Russ Dancer, a writer of Pulp failed and chronic alcoholic. Russ
Crane had known, and reveals himself to Nameless in the course of a drink (but
how should this American detectives!) The most interesting things: Crane not
had sex with his wife was being blackmailed by his first wife, drank a lot, but
it was not all depressed. The
investigations shows that the day of the suicide, he had been in his cottage
that had been rented by a certain Bertolucci: the chalet now no longer exists
in its place there was an oyster farm, then also went to the down the drain. Bertolucci
makes the taxidermist (he stuffes with straw the animals) is strange and he evasively
answers, so that Nameless suspects he has not said anything about behalf of
Crane. One
thing he understands: to Bertolucci, Crane was strongly disliked, even if the
rent he had paid him forever. He
will know that Bertolucci was married (at that time in which Crane had lived),
with a beautiful redhead, who then disappeared, ran away they said.
And the brother of the artist Potter, tells him the depression of Crane was initiated the day after the earthquake of 35 years before, on arrival from his vacation in the chalet of his property.
One day a new earthquake devastates San Francisco and vicinity. The earthquake to Nameless is bearer of good feelings: his girlfriend, Kerry Wade, which makes sex so rewarding for both, feeling the shock, she hears a new irresistible urge to have sex, but it is only the desire to be protected , connected to someone. But then Nameless discovers the earthquake has also brought other news: when he goes to interview the new owner of the area where once stood the chalet, he locates by chance, an old unmarked grave, anonymous, that the earthquake has helped to discover: bones have surfaced and what looks like a purse, and a ring. You will find that she is the red dead, Bertolucci's wife, Kate.
And the brother of the artist Potter, tells him the depression of Crane was initiated the day after the earthquake of 35 years before, on arrival from his vacation in the chalet of his property.
One day a new earthquake devastates San Francisco and vicinity. The earthquake to Nameless is bearer of good feelings: his girlfriend, Kerry Wade, which makes sex so rewarding for both, feeling the shock, she hears a new irresistible urge to have sex, but it is only the desire to be protected , connected to someone. But then Nameless discovers the earthquake has also brought other news: when he goes to interview the new owner of the area where once stood the chalet, he locates by chance, an old unmarked grave, anonymous, that the earthquake has helped to discover: bones have surfaced and what looks like a purse, and a ring. You will find that she is the red dead, Bertolucci's wife, Kate.
Why
her bones
are located close to the chalet
rented to Crane? And
Crane killed himself or was he killed? And
if he was killed, as was rigged so that
the door seemed locked
from the inside? And who closed
the door rigging it, was the
murderer or an accomplice?
Nameless will understand after that Bertolucci
is killed, especially when he discovers
the lifeless body of Michael Kiskadon, who died the same way of his father, found dead just from Nameless,
who broke down the door of the room,
alerted by the wife of Kiskadon,
Lynn . Suicide or
murder?
In a novel enjoyable as ever, in the midst of breathtaking descriptions of San Francisco, interspersed by quarrels with his friend investigator Eberhardt, by hilarious scuffles between Kerry and Wanda, the Eberhardt’s pupa, Nameless will find a disconcerting truth and the answer to many , too many questions left without no satisfaction by a hasty survey ended 35 years before. And the answer will own those bones, found by chance, buried in an old crevasse, opened after the earthquake 35 years ago and again revealed by the new one, and a carbon copy of a letter sent by Crane to his lawyer.
A vintage Pronzini, who does not forget the lessons of the greats of the past (Hake Talbot) and leads us, in a survey never dull, carefully constructed, with withering dialogues and well-aimed descriptions, to an ending that leaves you speechless. And knowing Pronzini, it takes also discouragement.
In a novel enjoyable as ever, in the midst of breathtaking descriptions of San Francisco, interspersed by quarrels with his friend investigator Eberhardt, by hilarious scuffles between Kerry and Wanda, the Eberhardt’s pupa, Nameless will find a disconcerting truth and the answer to many , too many questions left without no satisfaction by a hasty survey ended 35 years before. And the answer will own those bones, found by chance, buried in an old crevasse, opened after the earthquake 35 years ago and again revealed by the new one, and a carbon copy of a letter sent by Crane to his lawyer.
A vintage Pronzini, who does not forget the lessons of the greats of the past (Hake Talbot) and leads us, in a survey never dull, carefully constructed, with withering dialogues and well-aimed descriptions, to an ending that leaves you speechless. And knowing Pronzini, it takes also discouragement.
Because it isn’t said that
all the guilties, in reality, pay
the penalty for their actions. And seeking the truth takes, most of the time, sufferences. Luckily the epilogue save
all, with a final reflection on the philosophy of life, which will riport attention to the things that save us every
day: love, understanding, friendship.
A great Pronzini.
As
always.
Pietro De Palma