Book Review - Elly Griffiths's The Zig Zag Girl
The Zig Zag Girl by Elly Griffiths
Published by: Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
Publication Date: November 6th, 2014
Format: Kindle, 338 Pages
Rating: ★★★
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A woman's body has been found in the Brighton train depot. Cut and placed in three boxes, one of which was sent directly to the police station. The task of catching the killer falls to Detective Inspector Edgar Stephens. His first thought is that the presentation of the body is rather theatrical. In fact it reminds him of a magic trick created by the great Max Mephisto called "The Zig Zag Girl" that he saw with his brother before the war. Edgar's hunch is confirmed when the identity of the victim turns out to be Max's old assistant, Ethel. Edgar got to know Max during the war. They served together in a unit called the Magic Men. The unit was basically a ghost unit running magicians up in Scotland to confound the Nazis, with Edgar being a civilian recruited to the MI5 unit due to his crossword savvy. None of them look back too fondly on the time, aside from losing the love of his life, Edgar had an easy war, unlike his brother who didn't survive it, something he is sure his mother is still holding against him. Edgar therefore felt it imperative that his life mean something, and instead of going back to college he joined the police. Max on the other hand liked having an audience, which is why as soon as the war was over he went back to the stage, as did their comrades Stan "The Great Diablo" Parks and Tony Mulholland. No one has heard from Diablo in years, but it can't be a coincidence that Max arrives in Brighton and is on the same bill as Tony Mulholland right when Edgar is looking into the murder being linked to the Magic Men. There is no doubt they are being targeted when Tony, who had his sights on taking his "magic" and "mesmerism" to the next level with American television, ends up dead right when he had something important to tell Edgar. This is personal. What's more, the killer isn't just targeting them now, they are being baited. "The Wolf Trap" will be their next trick, but who will be the victim?
There are few people whose book recommendations I always heed. One of those people is Lauren Willig. When she said that Elly Griffiths's series known as "The Brighton Mysteries" or "The Magic Men Mysteries," depending on where you are in the series, as Endeavour set in Brighton, I knew I had to instantly read them. Because in all seriousness, who doesn't need an Inspector Morse fix every once in awhile? And I instantly got the Morse vibe with Edgar Stephens and his crosswords, but with the Max Mephisto side of this I was getting a distinct Lost Empires vibe. Lost Empires is a horridly depressing adaptation of the book by the same name by L.B. Priestley about a young man played by Colin Firth and his experiences in music halls on the eve of the first World War. Other than being a completest, there was no reason I watched this miniseries to it's grueling end until now. Because that little extra insight of what it's like to travel from town to town and theater to theater made me understand Max's life and made Lost Empires worth it. And I seriously thought watching Lost Empires would never pay off in any tangible way other than giving me nightmares about Laurence Olivier dressed up as a munchkin offing himself. As for the book itself? There's no getting around the fact that it was obviously written as the first in a series. So while this book could work on it's own, it really works better knowing that this is setting everything up for the continued success of the series. This means that the plot was rather predictable. When a group of formally close colleagues that have a secret and a past start getting targeted, well, it's kind of obvious who's behind it all. So for me the plot just plodded along until the final reveal I had seen coming from the beginning. That isn't to say this book didn't work, it did, but as a character study. This was all about meeting the characters and understanding them for the adventures that are to come. And, oh, they are wonderful adventures. But the first outing... it suffers because of what it is and what it's meant to be. There is no mystery to solve there.
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