If anyone needs me, I'll be reading. Please don't need me.

If anyone needs me, I'll be reading. Please don't need me.

Friday, October 30, 2020

Discovering Scudder


Thanks to a new deal at Audible.com, which now lets members access a vast library of older titles in addition to the one book a month its basic membership previously allowed, I've been getting into some new series I've always meant to check out.  In particular, lately I've really been enjoying Lawrence Block's Matthew Scudder series.

With a character name like "Scudder", I always thought this series was about a "tough guy" detective who engaged in fisticuffs, gun play, and all that gritty P.I. stuff. But no, Matthew Scudder is an introspective type, who quietly interviews those involved in the cases we accepts, then thinks about those interviews, usually over a drink or two in a quiet bar, while he puts the pieces together.

It's almost like author Block writes his Scudder novels (well, at least the first three I've experienced so far) as if they were meant to be adapted into community theater productions with limited budgets.  There are no action scenes, no jet setting, nothing "big".  The first three books are basically Matthew Scudder getting his case, interviewing people in their offices, apartments, or on the phone, then finally figuring things out and confronting whodunit. And no, despite the talkiness, none of this is dull. These efficient little novels move along nicely and the cases feature interesting puzzles.

Two other elements were also compelling in the first novel, The Sins of the Fathers, and the two follow-ups I've read (actually, listened to) so far. Scudder himself is an interesting guy who carries some guilt on his shoulders from his time on the police force (with him possibly being too hard on himself), and that guilt informs his musing and mulling over his cases.  The other thing is that, despite the general quietness of the books and the Scudder charcter himself, Matthew Scudder is a kind of avenging angel who in his own way demands eye-for-an-eye justice from those he ultimately confronts with their crimes, and he does so in ways that can make you feel bad for the accused, even if what they did in the first place was pretty bad. But again, his retributions, memorable as they are, are done in quiet, introspective ways. That's not something I've seen a lot in other detective novels.

I'm glad I'm finally getting into this series that's been around since the early 1970's.  I have a feeling that as I move along it's going to go into some intertesting places.

 

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