I hadn't planned on doing
another review of a non-English detective novel, but a small,
independent publisher, E-Pulp,
kindly provided me with a review copy of Paul
Dieudonné's Rechercheur De Klerck en het doodvonnis
(Inspector De Klerck and the Death Sentence, 2019) – who has
been billed as the pupil of the late A.C.
Baantjer. A former police detective, with four decades of
experience, who went on to become the most popular mystery novelist
of my country and his work introduced me to the genre. So I was quite
curious to see how well Dieudonné's debut stacked up against my fond
memories of Baantjer. The answer: surprisingly well.
Paul Dieudonné grew up
in the Netherlands, but immigrated with his family in the late 1960s
to Canada and ran an antiquarian bookshop in Montreal, until health
issues forced him to sell the bookstore, but through Baantjer he
continued to maintain a link with his homeland. And this inspired him
to follow in the footsteps of the Nestor of the Dutch politieroman
(police procedural).
To use his own words,
Dieudonné wanted to write "a book with the same feeling and
style as a Baantjer." He described his debut novel as his "tribute to the grandmaster" and dedicated the book to his
memory. Slowly, the waves of nostalgia began to form.
Inspector De Klerck
and the Death Sentence is set not in Amsterdam, but in the second
biggest city in the country, Rotterdam, which was an excellent
decision, because Amsterdam has been done to death as a backdrop for
Dutch police series – to the point of fatigue. So Rotterdam is a
welcome change of scenery for this type of Dutch police novel which
often have a strong, regional flavor to them.
The protagonist of the
series is the titular policeman, Inspector Lucien de Klerck, who
wears sunglasses with a uv-filter, because a genetic defect made his
eyes incredibly sensitive to the ultra-violet radiation in sunlight.
Personality-wise, De Klerck is the inverse of the typical brooding,
cynical and troubled policeman of the contemporary misdaadroman
(crime novel). De Klerck is an optimistic, good humored policeman
who's married to a farmer's daughter from Friesland, Annie, who live
on a house boat and they love to move around the city with it. Since
a few months, De Klerck has a new assistant, Ruben Klaver, who he
described as "a boisterous talent."
Inspector De Klerck
and the Death Sentence begins with the arrest of "an alleged
burglar and safe-cracker," Jacco Fonk, who had been caught by
hidden security camera when he slipped into an office building of an
investment company, but the details are curious to say the least –
because he entered the building without picking any locks. More
curiously, the security camera registered how Fonk locked the door
behind him and then broke it open again with a crowbar. Even more
baffling, the director of the burgled GreenDreamInvest, Bart
Bovend'Eerdt, comes to the police station to request the release of
Fonk. He claimed the whole burglary was a big misunderstanding and
simply part of a bet he had with a friend to test his security
system.
So, with the police
report rescinded, De Klerck had to let Fonk go, but merely an hour
later, Bart Bovend'Eerdt takes his own life in a spectacular and very
public way.
Bovend'Eerdt stumbled to
the Erasmusbridge, tied one end of "a blue, plasticized washing
line" to the railing, placed the noose on the other end around
his neck, climbed up and "fell backwards." A number of
security cameras caught everything from the moment he appeared on the
bridge to how "the fall jerked to a halt" as the body "dangled wildly" at the end of the makeshift noose. More
importantly, the footage showed Bovend'Eerdt had been alone on that
part of the bridge. De Klerck and Klaven eventually find a suicide
note and evidence Bovend'Eerdt has been preparing for the end. What
else could it have been than a suicide? De Klerck has his doubts. And
not without reason.
A.C. Baantjer's debut (A Noose for Bobby, 1963) |
Sadly, the mysterious
hanging at the Erasmusbridge is not an impossible crime and the
method to hang two more people from the same bridge is as prosaic as
it's disappointing. Thankfully, it wasn't done by hypnoses or a
mind-altering drug, but the solution was still a bit of a letdown. I
was reminded of Stuart Palmer's The
Puzzle of the Happy Hooligan (1941), in which people are
found with a broken neck, but lacked any physical signs of having
struggled or resisted their attacker and appeared to have been an
impossible crime – a big deal was made about the murder method.
Only to be letdown by a very simplistic, uninspired solution.
However, while the how
behind the murders was disappointing, to say the least, the who-and
why were impressively done and a delightful throwback to the great
detective stories of yore! Particularly the choice of murderer is a
tip of the hat to the classics. Very well done!
Appie Baantjer preferred
to work with a tiny, closed-circle of suspects of four or five
credible suspects, but Dieudonné used a slightly larger cast of
characters from the victim's private and professional life. There are
former employees of the victim's struggling company. Such as a
disgruntled bookkeeper and a missing deputy director. An older
brother who throws shade at his sister-in-law and refers to her as "the witch." Evidence has come to light linking the victim
to a group of hard-bitten, ruthless criminals from Amsterdam and this
brings De Klerck to the old capital where he meets a thinly disguised
replica of Baantjer's well-known police-detective, Inspector Jurriaan
de Cock, who's only referred to as "Jurre." Still a spot-on
imitation and love the idea De Cock is still dragging his tired, old
feet through the streets of Amsterdam as he patiently hunts down
thieves and murderers. This country hasn't been the same without him.
Well, Dieudonné more
than delivered on the promise of writing a police novel that felt
like it could have been written by Baantjer. Not only is the
storytelling and style very reminiscent of Baantjer, but De Klerck
and Klaver are typical Baantjer characters. You can see a reflection
of De Cock, Vledder and Van Opperdoes in them.
However, Inspector De
Klerck and the Death Sentence is not an outright pastiche of
Baantjer. There are many obvious nods and winks to Baantjer, but this
series can clearly stand on its own two legs as it basically plays
Monk
to Baantjer's Columbo.
Or should that be Paul
Halter's Dr. Alan Twist to John
Dickson Carr's Dr. Gideon Fell? Add to this an engrossing, if
slightly imperfect, plot, clueing and the rushes of nostalgia, you
have a promising debut of a series that might actually fill the
gaping hole in my soul left by Baantjer's passing. Hey, he was my
first mystery writer!
So, while the snobby,
puzzle-plot purist in me was disappointed by the lack of ingenuity
when it came to the tantalizingly-posed bridge-murders, I can easily
forgive that when put against the overall quality of the story. For
example, the murderer and motive were both very well handled, clued
and delightfully classical. This made Inspector De Klerck and the
Death Sentence a good, satisfying and, above all, warm tribute to
one of the most important mystery writers I ever picked up and eagerly look
forward to Dieudonné's second novel – which is scheduled to be
published sometime in 2020. But until then, I have a short story, "Rechercheur De Klerck and de doodsteek" ("Inspector De Klerck
and the Death Blow," 2019), to carry me over.
You have found Baantjer 2.0, it appears!
ReplyDeleteMoving away from Amsterdam is probably a good idea, as you note.
Let's hope so! I still miss those two annual Baantjer releases.
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