By JD Rhoades
An April Shroud by Reginald Hill
My rating: 3 of 5 stars
Andy Dalziel, the older, louder, fatter, and cruder member of one of crime fiction’s oddest couples, is pretty much on his own for most of this fourth installment in the series, and that’s not a bad thing. With his more cerebral and often annoying younger partner off on his honeymoon with his equally annoying spouse, Dalziel finds himself on holiday and at loose ends. When he stumbles across a curiously aquatic funeral procession, Dalziel quickly finds himself drying himself and his rain-soaked belongings in an English country house with an assemblage of incessantly bickering oddballs who seem strangely unaffected by the recent death of one of their own.
Like the other books in the series that I’ve read up to now, the plot is a little slow and plodding, and it doesn’t pack much of an emotional charge. Also, the book was originally published in 1975 and a couple of the characters are seriously dated.
What makes the book (and the series) entertaining is the character of Dalziel himself: acerbic, outspoken, cynical, boorish, drunk a fair amount of the time, and generally not giving a rat’s hindquarters about what anyone thinks of him. It’s worth a read just to chuckle over his observations on the cast of characters around him and on life in general. I want to party with this guy sometime.
Via: J.D. Rhoades