Review of Michael Connelly’s “The Brass
Verdict”
Review by Gerti
Now
I’m Michael Connelly’s biggest fan. And I love his protagonists
Mickey Haller and Harry Bosch. But five-hundred and forty-seven pages
is just too much for me to tell one story. And that’s the only
problem I have with “The Brass Verdict.”
Connelly
is a master storyteller, and this story combines his two favorite
storylines – Haller defending a guilty man who claims to be
innocent, and Bosch tracking down the truth behind a high profile LA
crime. Perhaps Connelly and his editors felt that one-two punch
justified the book’s length, as there were two stories that needed
telling. But maybe it was just overly ambitious to try to combine two
strong but flawed heroes in one colossal novel.
But
here are some positives - I loved seeing Haller out of rehab and
trying to get back into the law game. I also loved his interaction
with Bosch, who is his half-brother, although Haller doesn’t
realize it until the end of the book. But I did not like the tricks
Bosch played on Haller in order to solve the headline-grabbing crime
in this novel, the murder of a movie producer’s wife and her lover.
One
attorney has already been killed trying to defend the Archway Studios
exec who discovered the pair, and that’s before jury selection has
ever started. Haller lucks into that attorney’s case load, but he’s
playing catchup. His wealthy client, Walter Elliot, doesn’t want
the trial delayed, even though his first defense attorney’s
calendar and files on the case were stolen when he was murdered.
Turns out, Elliot has bribed a juror, so he’s not worried about a
guilty verdict. Haller just can’t work with a stacked deck like
that, and he tells the judge about the ringer, but that sets a whole
house of cards tumbling. Haller is almost killed himself until Bosch
and the FBI come to his rescue.
I
am however bothered by the last few chapters, which seem largely
extraneous, and as the book is already running over 500 pages, I get
a little restless about literary excesses. I’m glad to see Haller
and Bosch becoming friends in the midst of this turmoil, but it does
make me regret all the ink Connelly used to set up the relationship
between Haller and his new driver. Don’t get me wrong. I love
spending time with Haller and Bosch. I just don’t want to spend ALL
my free time with them.
In
short, while I love the characters, and am impressed by the intricate
plot which involves several of Connelly’s characteristic twists and
misdirection, I felt the book could have been tighter. A good editor
could have cut at least 50 pages out of here and made it a more
manageable 400ish pages. The title, “The Brass Verdict,” refers
to street justice, where a gun is used to dispatch the guilty party.
I almost wish this book had been as quick to reach its conclusion.