"All evils are to be considered with the good that is in them, and with what worse attended them."- Robinson Crusoe (Daniel Defoe's The Life and Strange Surprising Adventures of Robinson Crusoe, 1719)
Robin
Forsythe was a solicitor's clerk at Somerset House, where he masterminded "a
fraudulent enterprise" resembling "something out of the imaginative
crime fiction of Arthur Conan Doyle," which earned him a spell in prison,
but during his incarceration he began to labor on his childhood dream – i.e.
trying to earn an honest living as a fiction writer. Forsythe completed his
first novel, Missing
or Murdered? (1929), while serving his sentence and writing proved to
be a more profitable outlet for his criminal schemes.
During the brief period between 1929 and
1936, Forsythe wrote, altogether, eight mystery novels: five of them formed the
Anthony "Algernon" Vereker series and the remaining three were standalones.
Earlier this year, Dean
Street Press reissued all of the Vereker mysteries, but nearly all of the
non-series books remain out-of-print. The key word here is nearly, because one
of them, Murder on Paradise Island (1937), is available from a small
publishing outfit as shady
as Forsythe's own criminal past.
Regardless, I was somewhat curious and
wanted to know if the originality, cleverness and overall quality, found in the
Anthony Vereker series, extended to the standalones – which is why I decided to
take a gamble. I was not entirely disappointed.
Murder on Paradise Island was the conclusion of Forsythe's literary career, as he passed away
in the same year as the book's publication, but it was a career that ended on a
captivating note. It's an imaginative and unconventional mystery novel with a
beautifully conceived background. One that falls in the same category as Anthony
Berkeley's Mr. Pidgeon's Island (1934), Agatha
Christie's And Then There Were None (1939) and William Golding's Lord
of the Flies (1954), but also reminded me, to some extent, of Arthur
W. Upfield's Man of Two Tribes (1956) and Ellery
Queen's And on the Eighth Day (1964). So no run-of-the-mill mystery
for this review!
Geoffrey Mayne is a young barrister and
the story’s protagonist, who recently passed his Bar exam, but was physically
rundown and caught influenza – accompanied by a serious complication (i.e.
pneumonia) and "he very nearly lost his life." His Aunt Emily suggested
a sea voyage to put him back on his feet, but Mayne, who describes himself as "a
born spectator," would have been happier to spend several weeks in the
country near a good golf course. However, his aunt was "not to be denied"
and his mind was strangely longing to see a desert island. One that would
fathom his early, boyish delight in Daniel Defoe's Robinson Crusoe
(1719), R.M. Ballantyne's The Coral Island (1858) and R.L. Stevenson's Treasure
Island (1883).
Well, the young barrister got his wish
when he boarded the Statesman liner, Charles James Fox, for a cruise to
the Isles of the Pacific, but not in the way he imagined.
One night, Mayne is awakened by the
ship's fire alarm and found himself in "a faint haze of smoke" that "hung
in the air of his cabin." An oil tank of the ship has caught fire and the
ship is about to sink, but the next thing he remembers, after falling into the
sea, is waking up on the white, pearly beach of a Pacific island – which very
much seems like paradise. There was "the azure and amethyst waters of a
lagoon," clumps of tall coconut palms and "masses of light and dark
emerald foliage" leaping "into the sapphire sky," but the island
seemed bare of any of the comforts of modern, early twentieth century
civilization. No tea, cigarettes, books, music or a simple, home-cooked meal.
However, during his initial exploration
of the island, Mayne finds the remains of previous habitants: an abandoned,
dilapidated hut, in which he finds tools, an axe and even a German book on
nudism, but also traces of the former occupants attempt at farming. Whoever
where there before him, they cultivated edible roots, sweet potatoes and
brought pigs to the island, which have now reverted to a wild state. But to his
surprise, he also discovers other shipwrecked survivors!
The first person he meets is Miss Freda
Shannon. She is, personality-wise, the complete opposite of Mayne, which is why
these two clashing personalities began to orbit one another on the cruise ship.
It's from her that he learns about the other survivors: Mr. Oscar Lingwood is a
big, fat-faced man who loves whiskey and started pursuing Freda on the cruise
ship. Major Dansie is a retired army officer, who lived in New Caledonia, and
knows all about edible plants, fruit and animals, which makes his presence a
blessing for the others. He also knows how to tell a good yarn. Victor Hanchett
is the "strong, silent type," while Tom Haylock was "the silly ass of
the ship" and "a great favorite with everyone." Finally, there are
Violet Lovick, Freda’s maid, and Lingwood's manservant, Walter Wink. A very
diverse group of characters.
They realize a ship may be years removed
from the shores of the island and they might be stuck together for a decade or
more, which makes Freda reflect she and Violet might have "to resort to
polyandry to prevent bloodshed or even to meet ordinary human necessities."
However, that's a future worry as they first have to figure out how to carve
out a "normal" life on the island. Not one of the easiest tasks, but one that
becomes even more difficult when they start fearing the presence of a hostile
person on the island.
One of the interesting aspect of the
island is the presence of a megalithic sculpture, a "childish monstrosity
carved on the central crag" of the island, which adds some wonder to the
backdrop of the story, but someone shoots at them every time they come near the
plateau of the statue. Of course, this "armed unknown" is soon held
responsible for the shooting death of one of them. The explanation for the
shooter's uncanny ability to remain unobserved makes this aspect of the story a
border-line impossible crime, but not enough to entirely qualify it as such and
the answer is really simple – which makes a bit disappointing that one facet of
the shooting was not clued or hinted at. Nevertheless, you can probably guess
how it was done, because it's a fairly old trick.
Overall, the plot is relatively simple
and lacks the complexity found in the Vereker series. Even the last-minute turn
of events, concerning the last death on the island, was more of a twitch than a
twist in the plot. Regardless, I did not view the plot’s simplicity as a
drawback, since the book was obviously written as Robinsonade with
detective interruptions, which was kind of charming and a novel approach to
isolating a group of people from the outside world – normally done by a rather
sinister individual. But in this novel, they were actually shipwrecked and the
murders arose from their situations as castaways stuck together on a desert
island. I thought this was very well done.
If there's anything to complain about, it's
the abandonment of the potential plot-thread of the unburied bones and their
missing skulls, which was briefly mention, but never explained. Who were they?
How did they die? And who took their heads? We'll never know! I was also very
prescient while reading the second chapter, because, after discovering the abandoned
hut, I knew they would find what was uncovered a couple of chapters later.
However, I guess it was a necessary to push forward the narrative by eliminating
certain of the immediate obstacles one encounters when being stranded on a
desert island. One of the characters even lampshades
this by remarking the discovery must have been brought on their paths "by
fictional Providence."
Anyhow, time to cut this overlong review
short by saying that I enjoyed reading Murder on Paradise
Island. It was not as tricky or clever as the author's series novels,
but the setting and circumstances, in which the characters found themselves,
made more than up for this. So if you like mysteries about a group people
cut-off from the outside world, or even classic shipwreck fiction, you might
want to add this one to your wishlist.
Anthony "Algernon"
Vereker series:
Missing or Murdered (1929)
The
Polo Ground Mystery (1932)
The
Pleasure Cruise Mystery (1933)
The Ginger
Cat Mystery (1935)
The
Spirit Murder Mystery (1936)
The standalones:
The Hounds of Justice (1930)
The Poison Duel (1934)
Murder on
Paradise Island (1937)
Speaking of islands, I'd love to hear what your thoughts are about The Moai Island Puzzle one day ;P
ReplyDeleteI have no idea what Mr. Pidgeon's Island's about, but the cover and Berkeley's name make it seem rather alluring...
That one's not yet on the big pile, but I'll eventually get around to it.
DeleteMr. Pidgeon's Island, alternatively titled Panic Party, is a combination of And Then There Were None and Lord of the Flies. In fact, the book can be seen as an ancestor to both those works.
Berkeley toys around with human pyschology, stress, suspicion and the inevitable breakdown of polite society.
Note of caution: the book should be read as a psychological crime novel and not as a proper detective story. Even though Roger Sheringham is among the cast of characters.
Thanks for the tip. This one sounds interesting.
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome!
DeleteIt looks like the only available copy is on Kindle.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the review, which was most opportune insofar as I was contemplating purchasing this title via my Kindle as I enjoyed my one foray into Robin Forsythe. I probably would give this a miss insofar as what I enjoyed about 'Polo Ground Mystery' was precisely the cleverly intricate puzzle.
ReplyDeleteIn that case, I recommend continuing with Forsythe's series books. The Pleasure Cruise Mystery and The Spirit Murder Mystery are fine examples of his skill at weaving imaginative, intricately and puzzling plots. You'll probably like them.
DeleteLooked for this on Amazon, Tomcat and couldn't find it. Hmmm....Will have to check further. I do like this sort of book. Another desert island tale you might like is APPLEBY ON ARARAT which has a wrecked ship and desert island, as well as murder and touches of absurdity.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the recommendation, Yvette. I've a row of Micheal Innes' mysteries on my shelf, but they've been ignored for years. I think there's a copy of Appleby on Ararat on there, somewhere, which may provide me with an excuse to finally dipping into them.
DeleteI also looked for you: this one is available from the UK-based site of Amazon.