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The Victoria Vanishes: (Bryant & May Book 6)
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About the author

Christopher Fowler was born in Greenwich, London. He is the multi award-winning author of 45 novels and short story collections, and the author of the Bryant & May mysteries. His novels include ‘Roofworld’, 'Spanky', 'Psychoville', 'Calabash' and two volumes of memoirs, the award-winning 'Paperboy' and 'Film Freak'. In 2015 he won the CWA Dagger In The Library. His latest books are 'England's Finest' and 'Oranges & Lemons'. Among his recent collections are 'Red Gloves', 25 stories of unease, marked his first 25 years of writing, and the e-book 'Frightening', a new set of short stories. Other later novels include the comedy-thriller 'Plastic', the Hammer-style monster adventure 'Hell Train', the haunted house chiller 'Nyctophobia' and the JG Ballard-esque 'The Sand Men'. Coming up in 2021 is the 20th Bryant & May book, 'London Bridge Is Falling Down'.
He has written comedy and drama for BBC radio, script, features and columns for national press, graphic novels, the play ‘Celebrity’ and the ‘War Of The Worlds’ videogame for Paramount, starring Sir Patrick Stewart. His short story 'The Master Builder' became a feature film entitled 'Through The Eyes Of A Killer', starring Tippi Hedren. Among his awards are the Edge Hill prize 2008 for 'Old Devil Moon', the Last Laugh prize 2009 for 'The Victoria Vanishes' and again in 2015 for 'The Burning Man'.
Christopher has achieved several ridiculous schoolboy fantasies, releasing a terrible Christmas pop single, becoming a male model, writing a stage show, posing as the villain in a Batman graphic novel, running a night club, appearing in the Pan Books of Horror and standing in for James Bond. After living in the USA and France he is now married and lives in London's King's Cross and Barcelona.
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Reviewed in the United States on February 20, 2015
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Here’s a handful of details, all from this book but symptomatic of what you can find in any of the fifteen? sixteen? Bryant and May tales so far in print. May describes the kind of people Bryant presses into service to help solve cases: “pollen readers and water diviners and eco-warriors, the mentally estranged, socially disenfranchised, delusional, disturbed and merely very odd people.”
Early in this installment, Bryant becomes concerned about loss of memory, and following his landlady’s advice, he consults “KISKAYA MANDEVILLE / Herbal Remedies --- Organic Therapies ---Hypnotism --- Sofas Repaired.”
Why did his landlady recommend her? “She cured the late Mr. Sorrowbridge’s smoking habit, and replaced the springs in his ottoman.”
Mme. Mandeville puts him on a diet to boost his memory. Bryant describes it: “Tomato juice, Worcestershire sauce, crushed celery, beetroot and horseradish sauce, … No vodka, sadly. …I have to drink three different kinds of fish oil tonight. My poor bowels will be positively peristaltic.”
A persistent strain of nostalgia infuses all the novels, a longing for things and practices lost in the transition from Old London to New: “nurses’ hats, single railway compartments, quality umbrellas…” Then Bryant swerves into the realm of manners: “The concept of public embarrassment, correct pronunciation and the ability to tell a child off in the street without risking a stab-wound.”
In this installment, middle-aged women are being killed in pubs. Arthur happens to sees one of them, in front of a pub, the Victoria Cross. Only in chapter ten, 67 pages into the story, does the Victoria come back into picture again. Arthur and John are examining the corpse of the woman whom Arthur saw and they realize –soon, everyone knows—that the Victoria Cross doesn’t exist anymore. Arthur has discovered a vanished murder site.
Thus starts the hunt, first to find the killer –who, why, how. It entails, as part of the quest, a set of chapters in which each of the members of the Peculiar Crimes Unit visits a separate pub with hilarious results –stiff-backed Detective Constable Meera Mangeshkar ends up doing the Texan line dance and comes back to the unit “wearing a suede fringed jacket with THE KING LIVES written across it in red, white and blue sequins.” They eventually catch the murderer and it is clear he’s the one who committed them. But though everyone else is content, Arthur isn’t. He needs to suss out who planted the seed in the murderer’s mind and who directed him to these particular prey -and why. It’s all eventually resolved, why the Victoria Cross pub was there but wasn’t there.
How did I feel about it? It was a novel of glorious first and middle parts, all the way through the hunt for the proximate killer. After that, it was over-tricky, suffering from the same defects as the John Dickson Carr locked door mysteries. It wasn’t that the explanation for what had happened didn’t parse, but it was overly complicated. It didn’t meet the test of Occam’s razor. But hey! it was a glorious ride getting there, with lots of laughs en route and no lapse of attention, and I cared about the characters involved. Four out of five ain’t bad.
She carefully negotiates the step up into The Victoria Cross, obviously not her first bar of the night. Then the passing Arthur thinks no more of her. There are other things on his mind, such as his feeling of mortality: "Bryant was feeling fat, old and tired, and he was convinced he had started shrinking. Either that or John was getting taller. With each passing day he was becoming less like a man and more like a tortoise."
Arthur is not the only one. John May has actually typed a letter of resignation. And the Home Office is trying to shut the PCU down. Again.
Things perk up, though, when, the the body of the woman Arthur saw shows up in the morgue, a victim of murder. His memory of seeing her, though, is brought into question by the fact that there is no such thing as a Victoria Cross pub in London. And, along the way, Arthur has mislaid the urn with Oswald Finch's ashes.
Add another body, a 2nd woman killed in the same way, and the PCU has a case that may be the kiss of life. Of course, no Bryant & May mystery travels in a straight path. There is a very lot of meandering, great quantities of musings and humor, and tons of outstanding trivia and historical minutia.
I like Christopher Fowler's Peculiar Crimes Unit mysteries, this isn't the first I've read. Sometimes the plot line disappears for a while under the miscellany. But, overall, if you don't need a thriller's pace, this has intelligent clever writing. The final solution was a bit unbelievable to me, it cost a star in my rating.
Favorite quote:
"It's going to be a dangerous operation."
"Oh, doctors always say that. It's a way of covering themselves. Nobody likes to admit their job is easier than it looks. Patients think heart attacks are caused by stress because the first thing doctors ask them is 'Have you been working hard?' Nobody is their right mind is going to say 'No, I've been winging it for quite a while now, but the boss hasn't noticed.' "
Happy Reader
The crimes Arthur Bryant and his partner John May are investigating involve middle-aged women getting murdered in crowded pubs. But, honestly, I read these mysteries less for the crimes, and more for the witty and surprising things the characters say and do. Also, Arthur Bryant has unconventional methods for approaching crime-solving in which he involves quirky psychics, dusty academics, and other oddball characters who usually have something colorful to say.
I can't give these books less than five-stars as I'm amazed at the author's creativity and writing virtuosity. Reading these books is a delight. I don't know of any series like this and just wish it were turned into film.
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In other words, this - the sixth book in Christopher Fowler's series featuring Arthur Bryant and his colleague John May of London's Peculiar Crimes Unit - is once again an homage to the traditional English crime novel such as The Moving Toyshop , which featured a dead woman and a shop that is there and then isn't.
The Victoria Vanishes contains many of the popular elements of the previous books in the series. It is firmly set in a London background, with this time the histories, locations and customers of London pubs providing much of the raw material for the plot and setting.
Arthur Bryant may have just about conquered his problems with technology, but once again we learn more about the regular characters as the plot develops. Much of John May's family history is filled out, but to keep readers wanting more there are also a range of hints and names related to Bryant's own family introduced for the first time.
Sometimes the number of references to events in previous books almost threatens to stifle this one, but Fowler skilfully navigates between providing enough free-standing information in the references for new readers to be able to follow the story whilst keeping it brief enough that for regular readers it does not sink into being a `best of' highlights repeat show.
Fowler also once again shows his skill in coming up with a plausible explanation for the sort of narrative artefacts that an author often needs to keep the tension and mystery. This time round information is regularly withheld from the reader not out of the pure caprice of characters or by clichéd cutting between scenes but by Arthur Bryant in his old age struggling with his memory and only slowly remembering key facts as his memory classes begin to have an impact.
As the plot unfolds, the reader is taken into a world of an implausible conspiracy but, as with the conspiracy behind Seventy-Seven Clocks (Bryant & May 3) , Fowler always plays fair with the reader as the Peculiar Crimes Unit follows a logical thread through the evidence, until eventually unearthing the full story - which is about much more than simply who carried out a murder in a disappearing pub.
As ever, the audio version is narrated by Tim Goodman - who once again shows how a really good narrator adds to the author's text.


