Bleachers by John Grisham

Review by Gerti

Although John Grisham is best known for his legal dramas, I recently picked up a copy of his football-centric novel “Bleachers”. And just like those other books of his that I’ve enjoyed most, this one is personality driven story. The reader has to like former high school quarterback Neely Chenshaw in order to like the novel. The good news is, thanks to the lovingly human descriptions of Neely penned by Grisham, I do.

The story is ostensibly about the dying days of former Messina high school football coach Eddie Rake. The vigil in those final days has brought many former Spartan players back home, and they meet on the bleachers at the MHS football field to remember their Coach, and their own glory days. This is where the story is strongest, as these boys sit around and tell tales, revealing some secrets and keeping others hidden, all while drinking beer under those Friday night lights.

Not only do members of Neely’s ’87 state championship team show up, but guys who played the game for the Coach decades before and after make an appearance. Rake was an institution in the town for years and had a winning streak of about 80 games. But he was fired after a practice session in the hot sun caused one young boy to die of heatstroke, and the town was never the same.

“Bleachers” is a fascinating story of football and the men who play it, the fans who love it, and what really goes on behind the scenes at a high school and college level. I’m not normally given over to reading about sports, but Grisham made this a novel I did not want to put down. First there is the drama about when the Coach will die that drives the action, but mostly it’s discovering these men – the football players themselves – that is most fascinating. It is something that women don’t generally get to see, or understand, this comradery that comes to men in war and sports, and I loved this look behind the testosterone curtain.

Grisham gets a lot of credit for writing stories about lawyers and what happens in courtrooms, but this book shows that his true gift is writing characters, and it doesn’t matter what they do with their time. In a novel without much of plot and taking place within a short time frame, Grisham has built a real small town with his words and peopled it with girls, boys, boosters, business owners, criminals and cops. He’s shown us harsh realities and Friday night fantasies, and in such clear, lively language that I wasn’t even bored while he was practically doing play-by-plays of the big Messina ball games. A good writer can make you interested in any topic, and John Grisham certainly proves that here, with a protagonist who is every bit as real to me as literary icons like Rhett Butler and Mr. Darcy. This book is a must read for Grisham and football fans!

Lincoln Lawyer by Michael Connelly

Review by Gerti

I have read more Michael Connelly books than I can count now, but always love it when they “star” one of my favorite protagonists. This book is one of those, since it’s hero is Mickey Haller, the infamous “Lincoln Lawyer,” so named because he is a criminal defense attorney who does his business in the back of a Lincoln Town Car. In this book, he is estranged from his former wife, who works as an LA County prosecuting attorney, and their child together. He is constantly trying to re-establish contact with daughter Hayley, but she resents her dad for working as a defense attorney because the girl believes that the State is always on the side of justice, and that he only defends the guilty.

In this book, Haller is asked to defend a “Cadillac client”, one who has the money to pay, and whose case is going to trial. This case is going to make Haller rich, and he is initially happy with it since he believes his client, Louis Roulet, is innocent. But his investigator soon learns that this case is tied to that of one of Haller’s previous clients, Jesus Menendez, who is serving a life sentence in San Quentin for raping and murdering a woman after beating her up. Haller had asked the man to plead guilty, despite his protests of innocence, because there was DNA evidence that proved he was in the woman’s apartment. However, the similarities to the rich playboy case are just too strong to pass up. Soon Haller suspects that the man serving life in prison is innocent, and the rich, successful Roulet he is currently defending may have committed both crimes. Haller knows he can win the case, but should he?

The book twists and turns around Haller, and the moral questions of law and justice. Haller is handling other cases at the same time, including those of a friendly prostitute who calls herself Glory Days, who appears in another “Lincoln Lawyer” book, and the case of some drug dealer bikers, who occasionally work as Haller’s muscle, but ALWAYS pay in cash. But it is the rich playboy realtor who is the creepiest of them all. Turns out, Roulet had the keys to Haller’s home from when the property was last sold, and although he discovers the kid there, Haller doesn’t realize that his one-of-a-kind gun has been stolen from his house until the gun is used to kill his investigator. The man had been getting too close to solving the Roulet case, but the gun is Roulet’s trump card. If it’s linked to Haller, the lawyer will go to jail for the murder of his investigator, so Roulet holds on to it to make sure Haller defends him successfully. It has all been a set-up, and Haller has fallen deep into Roulet’s trap before he figures it out. Will he still save the guilty man from jail? The moral/ethical dilemma is not resolved to the reader’s satisfaction until the final chapter.  

Killing Cupid a Jaine Austen mystery by Laura Levine

Review by Gerti

“Killing Cupid” is another funny mystery from the author of the Jaine Austen mysteries, Laura Levine. Unlike other authors who have gotten their literary inspiration from famed British novelist Jane Austen, Laura Levine’s only connection with the original author is the heroine’s name. This is not even a running joke in this book, as it was in Levine’s first novel, “This Pen for Hire.” Perhaps author Levine realized that not that many people who read mysteries know who Jane Austen is, or perhaps she feels the joke is no longer funny. It never was, but I forgive her because so many of her other jokes hit the mark.

Levine’s has been writing comedy for a long time. She wrote for such classic TV shows as “The Bob Newhart Show” and “Laverne and Shirley” and her skills are one display here, as heroine Jaine solves yet another murder, after being a suspect first. Her comic antics are laugh-out-loudable, but also plausible, which is what makes them so fun! These comic turns are what I really love about the book, and the series.

In “Killing Cupid”, Jaine is a freelance writer who gets the call of a lifetime. Famed matchmaker Joy Amoroso wants her to do some writing for “Dates of Joy,” Beverly Hill’s premier matchmaking firm. When she gets there, Jaine finds the place filled with employees who are malcontents and freaks, as Joy is a monster to work for. Not only that, but she cheats her clients, by getting models (male and female) to come in and leave their headshots, and then presenting them as clients so that other less endowed humans will sign up to date them, for big bucks. Jaine is supposed to be writing the bios for these beautiful people, and even though she finds the work less than ethical, she has a stack of bills to pay.

Some of the usual cast of characters makes an appearance in this novel, like Jaine’s nosey neighbor Lance Venable. Unlike in Levine’s first book where he is a nebbish with super hearing, he is presented as homosexual here, a trait which gets more pronounced in her book “Death of a Neighborhood Witch.”

I’m also tired of the frequent references to Jaine’s cat, Prozac, but I understand that is part of Levine’s schtick, just as Joanne Fluke‘s cat is an important character in all her Hannah Swensen food-related mysteries. Jaine’s parents also make frequent appearances through a series of e-mails from their retirement home in Tampa Vistas. This is like a Seinfeld episode, where Jerry’s crazy parents always have some antics going on. While a comic diversion, it seems to be filler for a book without enough action by the main characters.

In short, Levine’s comic talents and easy writing style make it a pleasure to go along for this kill ride. The twist ending will leave even savvy readers surprised.

Where Are the Children? by Mary Higgins Clark

Review by Gerti

“Where Are the Children?” is the first book ever written by Mary Higgins Clark, and as such, you might expect it to be a clumsy, adolescent effort, but it is not. “Where Are the Children?” is a glorious start to Clark’s magnificent career writing suspense novels, the perfect jumping off point for a future #1 New York Times bestselling author and “Queen of Suspense.” It tells the story of a woman named Nancy Harmon, who many years ago changed her name and fled the West Coast after her two young children turned up missing, and then dead. The upheaval of their loss caused her first husband, a controlling college professor, to commit suicide. So as the novel opens, Nancy has moved to Cape Cod, remarried, and given birth to another two children. The crisis - a major anniversary of her previous family’s misfortune is one day away.

If it sounds like the train of her life is about to jump the tracks, it is, and the story is told by Clark at a breath-taking pace. The reader is transported on that runaway train, with the action happening fast and furious, and a surprise around every bend. Anyone used to Clark’s novels will know her style, but this book is even better than many she has penned since. The writing is clear, crisp, and with almost Hemingway-style precision, Clark tells the story of what happens the day Nancy’s second set of children goes missing.

The town turns out to help, and while there are those who are quick to condemn her, like local law enforcement, there are also those folks who go out of their way to help her, like her mother’s psychologist boyfriend. Her husband is a picture of support, and it is awe inspiring how Clark knits together the tiniest details to provide the clues to where the children are, and who has taken them. Like some of her darker short stories, Clark deals here with frequently visited topics of hers like repressed memories, pedophilia, intuition, and of course, the wrongly accused. Like a three-ring circus, Clark presents several scenes taking place simultaneously which all come together in an unexpected conclusion, and it’s a delight to be in the audience for the show.

“Where Are the Children?” is a wonderful book which fully explains why Clark was paid a fortune (a million dollars!) for writing her next novel. While it’s not life-changing, and therefore can’t be called important literature, it will nonetheless thrill any reader who picks it up and gets on this high-octane rollercoaster ride as the mystery gets solved and the guilty are punished. Awesome!  

Go Set a Watchman by Harper Lee

Review by Gerti

I recently finished re-reading Harper Lee’s “To Kill a Mockingbird” in order to get a feel for those iconic characters again before reading her latest, “Go Set a Watchman”. That recent book shocked all those who thought Harper Lee had only one book in her, even if it was a classic of American literature! However, since its publication, GSAW has been criticized endlessly because its author took a hallowed figure in American lit, Atticus Finch, and “made him a racist.”

The original book was set in 1935, and involved two children, Scout and Jem Finch, who grew up with their widowed Southern attorney father. In the original text, he does what few southerners do at that time in history, defend a black man against charges that he raped a white woman. Atticus doesn’t win his case, but even being the man’s attorney means he faces criticism and even death threats from his less Christian neighbors. In short, Atticus emerges as a hero, even if he accomplishes little, as the man he defends ends up dying in jail during an escape attempt. But in several scenes of TKAM, the black community shows respect for Mr. Finch for trying to help, and all the while, the Finch kids grow up – horrified to learn that the world is not fair, and that justice does not always prevail.

Fast forward about 20 years, where Scout has grown up and moved to New York. She now calls herself by her real name, Jean Louise, even though she preferred her tomboyish nickname growing up in Macomb, Alabama. Her brother Jem has died, and Lee explains that it was the weak heart he inherited from their mother than did him in. Father Atticus has aged and become very arthritic, but his sister Alexandra is living in the house and helping him. But it is a new house – the house Scout grew up in was turned into an ice cream parlor and parking lot.

A man named Henry Clinton, or Harry, has become her father’s assistant, and Scout’s boyfriend. He wants to marry her, but just as the last book discussed the struggles Scout had fitting into the mold of a proper Southern girl child, she now has trouble becoming a southern woman, and can’t seem to agree to marry him and move back to town. Several scenes illustrate how different she is from both the older generation of ladies in Macomb, like her aunt, as well as the younger generation of women. She is unique and has nothing in common with either set.

Atticus does take part in a local meeting that includes a white supremacist speaker, but as her father points out, that man is allowed to speak because he asked to. Atticus tries to explain to Scout why he is acting as he is, but she is outraged and refuses to listen to him. The point of the novel for me is stated most clearly by its title, as Scout learns that every man must set a watchman for his own actions, and this spiritual guide alone keeps one true to his own moral code. We can’t tell others what they should feel, no matter what our relationship to them is. This book is not a great classic like TKAM and even drags in places, but it still has some great writing that made Lee famous decades ago. RIP Ms. Lee.

Nighttime Is My Time by Mary Higgins Clark

Review by Gerti

Mary Higgins Clark has written a large number of books very well. However, this novel, “Nighttime Is My Time,” is not one of them.

It tells the story of protagonist Jean Sheridan who is called back to her hometown of Cornwall-on-Hudson in New York for a class reunion. She is one of the famous alum’s from Stonecroft Academy, and is therefore one of those being specially honored by that school during the reunion. Unfortunately, many of the girls she used to sit with at her lunch table have since died, and that’s pretty unusual.

It takes a long time for players in this story to realize that a killer called “The Owl” is on the prowl. He is on a mission of revenge against the girls who used to laugh at him in school (predictable), and no amount of money or success after high school can lure him away from the madness of murder. The problem is, the evidence points to one of the honorees being the killer, but which one is it? Mark Fleischman, Gordon Amory, Robby Brent, Jack Emerson, or Carter “Howie” Stewart? The author leads you on a wild dance of red herrings as she makes each of them look guilty. And then you have to learn the names of the five murdered girls and their back stories, and where they ran into the killer again… and then you’re introduced to other non-Stonecroft victims, because the killer has knocked off other vulnerable women besides those from the school during his career because he just likes killing. It all gets to be TMI – too much information.

While I liked the premise and the story Clark weaves, the cast of characters here was just too huge for me. Her writing is always a pleasure to read, and I liked protagonist Jean, but there were just too many suspects to keep everybody straight. I am a huge fan of MHC, but I read her books for relaxation. I don’t want to treat them like college assignments, taking notes about the character’s different backgrounds or putting together a flowchart to figure out how everyone is related, and that is what I’d have to do here with NIMT to keep things straight. I simply want to be entertained when I read Clark’s novels, and this mystery, clever as it is, requires too much heavy lifting for me to follow along easily. I’d skip this one, Clark fans.