Wasn't expecting too much from an early Wexford - the only one in the series I've read is From Doon With Death which didn't do too much for me - but I've been on a Rendell kick so I thought I would give this one a go. ~200 pages, complex but not convoluted puzzle at the center, solid read with a great stinger at the end. Shame it took place in the summer time.
The perfect accompaniment to the nursing of calcium deposits in my lower abdomen. I read the back half horizontal on the couch, drinking glass after glass of water.
The mystery has no real bottom, and thats a feature not a flaw. A few more proper nouns than I was always ready to keep track of but once I get the geography straight it was riveting.
5 stars for execution, 3 stars for some editorializing/slightly dated passages/stretches redundant with other Thomson books I read recently, 4 stars averaged out.
Any film lover would be well-served by picking this large-scale history of the medium. Super readable and personal without getting in the way of the actual meat and potatoes information.