When it comes to mysteries, they call her The Queen of Hearts. Er…, “they” being Brad at Ah Sweet Mystery. But he’s right. If ever an author could build a cast of suspects in such a way that the final reveal of the true culprit could be so heart-wrenching, it’s Christianna Brand. She’s crafty too, laying key clues out in plain sight, but framing them in such a way that the reader is incapable of understanding what they’re seeing.
The trouble with Brand is that she only wrote 10 or so mystery novels (we’ll discuss the exact number later). Of those, the most acclaimed are the big four – Green for Danger, Suddenly at His Residence (also released as The Crooked Wreath), Death of Jezebel, and Tour de Force – although I’d argue that Fog of Doubt deserves to be just as well regarded. I’ve been excited to read Tour de Force for a while, as it’s considered by many to be one of Brand’s trickiest mysteries, and, well, the title kind of implies it’s going to be a masterpiece…
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As much as I’ll mourn my circumstances when I finish my final John Dickson Carr novel, I think I’ll be grieving my conclusion of Christianna Brand just as much. There’s just so much to like about her as an author. The wit, the strange rambling prose, the puzzles, the characters. My first brush with her, Green for Danger, showed me a depth to a GAD story that I hadn’t seen before. Yes, the impossible crime was luscious – a man murdered on an operating table in full view of a surgical team – but it was Brand’s deft handling of the characters that really made the difference. By the end of the story, the author had created such a bond between the cast and the reader that any solution was bound to be devastating. And it was.
Of course, Green with Danger is probably Brand’s most famous book. How would a lesser known title fair? I picked up Fog of Doubt (also released as London Particular) based on a comment that it featured a similarly wrenching ending. It definitely delivered on that.
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John Dickson Carr has left me with some emotional moments – the anger followed by enlightenment at the reveal of It Walks By Night; the poignancy of the end of He Who Whispers; the shock and disbelief of The Burning Court; the haunting conclusion of She Died a Lady. Never though, have I been so impacted as the final chapters of Christianna Brand’s Green for Danger.
I was bound to delve into non-Carr works eventually and so why not take the leap with a classic? I’ve started to accrue a backlog of books by other authors, and the temptation to branch out proved to be too much. My first choice would have been Brand’s The Death of Jezebel, but that title has proven itself hard to find in physical form. My tipping point was a recent purchase of Tour de Force and Green for Danger by the same author. I desperately wanted to read the former, but worried that it may contain some end of series reveals, I opted for the earlier work.
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