Hugger Mugger (Robert B. Parker)
5
This # 27 in the Spenser series gave another easy in, opening with the journalistic, capital-letter "I" luxuriating in the prime narrative style for the private eye genre. In this First Person pose of panache, Spenser was lounging in his office chair, feet propped on the window sill, contemplating baseball. A potential client and his daughter interrupted the reverie by entering Spenser's domain, oozing varieties of slow southern charm. The father was one of Parker's perfect portrayals of the putrid-personal-quality of unfounded uppity (charm tarnished there). The daughter appeared to have the warmth of "Y'all come down he'ah" so well heeled, Spenser began believing it was the genuine asset.
Or, could a gorgeous young southern lady fool Spenser's radar-for-phoney, in a plot in which someone might have an opportunity to act in Clark Gable's role, concluding HUGGER MUGGER with the well used line from GONE WITH THE WIND, "Frankly, my lady, I don't give a ..."
I was surprised to discover from the opening scene that Hugger Mugger was the name of a highly prized race horse, but not surprised to discover that Spenser would be heading south to dig into down-home hospitality simultaneous to digging into dirty laundry and dark racing schemes. As usual, Parker perfected another geographic, sub-cultural ambiance, and had Spenser working up a sweat, worming his private-eye Boston-ways into a heatedly brewing situation.
I noticed Hawk's absence in this plot, but not until what was there had solidified my willing residence. I can see that what Parker was developing in Spenser and the series at the "Time of Hugger" wouldn't have been possible with Hawk's ebony perk included.
The ending in this one gave a couple delightfully subtle twists to revered old movies and recurring literary themes, in which one of the culprit's karma was paid with a panache of eyes, teeth, and irony... and another culprit got away with something in an unanticipated out-the-door scene.
Having reviewed all except the last few books in the Spenser series, I'm beginning to wonder if HUGGER MUGGER may have been the last of the breed of leisurely walks through other city ambiance complete with regular, detailed, and yummy weather reports? If so, it's going on my "relish the setting detail" list. POTSHOT (which was the first book in this series I read) had action and took place in Arizona, but the plot walk was not leisurely. (See my Listmania for Spenser entries in order, with blurbs.)
I've not read The Robert B. Parker Companion, but possibly it gives more detailed insight to some of the questions I and others have raised in reviews of this series.
Continuing to me to be the most awesome fact to me in on qualities and evolution of this series is that it can be read for pure entertainment, or with focused observation and appreciation of its layers of depth, in theme dramatized, and literary style applied. Of course, when a reader is seeking unadulterated entertainment he may be slightly disappointed at times when a book in the series slips off what might have been anticipated as a relished rut or beaten path, though most readers, myself included, seem to enjoy Parker's style sequencing and evolution in this series as absolutely accurate. On the other hand, if a reader becomes involved in the series as a fascinating study, most content and style shifts will be felt as refreshment and intrigue, cherished collections of red flags to observe gleefully through a magnifying glass.
Spenser's charm remains and regenerates,
Linda Shelnutt