IN ORDER TO FULLY APPRECIATE
the detective genre,
one must first get into a murderous state of mind.
In 1887 Sir Arthur Conan Doyle did just that as he began to unravel a ‘scarlet thread running through the colourless (sic) skein of life’.
This book is our first overture into the personas of Sherlock Holmes and his indefatigable assistant, Dr. John H. Watson. This is where all resolution is set-in-motion; where detective and sidekick-biographer first meet; where we first begin to absolutely love the evolving friendship betwixt two completely opposite mind-sets; and where the dry sideline humor that is to become Conan Doyle’s signature is spread before us.
A Study in Scarlet is presented in two parts. The first part takes place in Victorian England where the wrongdoing begins. The second part, in the American West, where the transgression unfolds.
This was a thoroughly enjoyable read.
An exciting yarn of revenge.
And,
excuse me but,
am I the only one who reads British novelists,
with an English accent?
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1 comment:
Funny.....the English accent.....
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