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Shadow
Black by Tom Arden pub: Big Engine. 298 page
enlarged paperback. Price: £ 8.99 (UK). ISBN: 1-913468-05-1.
Check out website: www.bigengine.co.uk
Harriet
Locke is summoned by the film star Yardley Urban to join her boyfriend,
Mark, who is painting the definitive portrait of her husband, Lord
Harrowblest.
The location is Shadow Black,
the 'gothic' mansion on top of a cliff overlooking the sea and derelict seaside
resort, Lightletter Bay.
Mrs
Van Voyd, the elderly, outrageous and much married companion of
Yardley, actually sent the invitation. And this is not the only
mischief afoot. In a mystery more reminiscent of Agatha Christie
than Conan Doyle, 'Shadow Black' meanders like a compelling genre
movie to find a resolution that will marry together its intriguing
disparate parts.
Fortunately, the
writing is accomplished enough to not require the tension of an Agatha Christie
plot. Here, the construction and characters make up a mysteriously unfolding whole
leading into realms Miss Marple never trod. Lord Harrowblest inherited
the estate of his profligate brother, including the seaside resort complete with
pier, which had been allowed to fall into dereliction. The climax, in true
Agatha Christie style, is the confrontation of the main players by Mr Vox, a sort
of the supernatural Poirot and aptly related as a theatre dialogue. For
all its ingenious devices, serpentine ploys and keenly drawn characters, it is
a little difficult to care any more about them than those in a Fifties novel about
the upper classes, though this might be intentional. Despite this,
'Shadow Black' is inexplicably a good read. It may be more to do with how these
outrageous characters are moved about the archaic set of a cliff top mansion,
private beach and derelict seaside town. Having created the main players the author
cannot resist adding the odd pawn, from Aldous, Mrs Van Voyd's dog, to a philosophical
Mr Punch who ends up minus a nose (probably not before time). The self-centred
retired film star, 'butler' (with an unhealthy and downright peculiar obsession
with his master), innocent young woman pitched into a nest of seriously strange
vipers, rebellious and disillusioned young nephew, balding and bouncy composer
of popular songs, etc, are all stock characters. One quibble is Lord Harrowblest.
Although having one side of his face disfigured and eyeless and a high domed bald
head, he is unaccountably represented on the cover of the book by an Ian Richardson
lookalike. Despite its meanderings, multitude of threads and unlikely
setting, 'Shadow Black' is an entertaining read with a slight and virtually superfluous
supernatural twist. SF or fantasy it ain't. It may be difficult to visualise in
mainstream fiction, especially the literary sort - it's far too entertaining for
that. In the case of Tom Arden's novel, one genre slot is as good as any
other in a place where categories rein. Make the most of it, not many authors
could get away with this.
Jane Palmer
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