The Darker the Night (1949) by Herbert Brean

There are a handful of dusty, timeworn tropes and cliches that make detective fans despair when they rear their ugly head in a mystery, novel or short story, published after 1920 – tropes and cliches that belong to that pre-Golden Age period. Namely, secret passageways, untraceable poisons, exotic animals and surprise twins. But nothing can make most of us cringe as hard as a detective story involving hypnosis and mesmerism. A trope and crutch of bad, third-rate pulp fiction rarely making for good detective fiction.

So this antipathy against mixing hypnotism and mesmerism with mystery and detection is probably why Herbert Brean's second Reynold Frame novel, The Darker the Night (1949), is rarely mentioned. And, until recently, almost never discussed or reviewed. Sure, it doesn't help it's sandwiched in between stuck Brean's most famous (Wilders Walk Away, 1948) and best (Hardly a Man is Now Alive, 1950) detective novels, but the edition currently easiest to find (Pocket Book) has the off-putting phrase "was a hypnotist controlling THE KILLER?" screaming across its cover. Not something to inspire confidence or curiosity in fans of vintage mysteries. Most of can cite examples from first-rate writers, like Clyde B. Clason or Carter Dickson, who tried to do something halfway decent with it and failing miserably. The Darker the Night is not that kind of mystery and needed to tidy up this series one day. So why not now?

Reynold Frame, a freelance photographer, writer and amateur detective, returned to New York from his adventures in Wilders Lane, Vermont, to await the arrival of his fiancee, Constance Wilders – who try to get married in the next novel. While perusing the newspaper, Frame spots the name of an old college flame, Lee Ballantyne. A one-paragraph story reporting the death of Douglas Ballantyne, a Cleveland attorney and ex-judge, who "jumped or fell to his death today from the 26th floor of the Barchester Hotel." Frame contacts Lee to see if there's anything he can do for her, but, shortly after their reunion, begins to suspect her uncle's death was due to a push rather than a dizzy spell on a dangerous balcony. Frame begins to investigate, what could be, murder involving friends and friends of friends.

There's the wealthy, likable widow, Margaret O'Hara, who's engaged to an ex-British army major, Varian Trevor. Eddie Nolan, hero of the World Series, Glance Keenly, a night club singer, socialite "Bix" Ramsay, soap opera writer Annie St. Ann, night club hypnotist Gary Price and his willing subject, Adele Swatcher. A small, close-knit group that makes up its own slice of night club scene and Frame's investigation takes place against "indefatigable buzz and murmur an clink of a New York cocktail party." This close-knit group is fascinated with hypnotism and being hypnotized by their friend Gary Price naturally raising some questions about Ballantyne's death. Even more so, when another person from this close-knit group falls out of a window.

Like I said, hypnosis in a detective story is a crimson red flag, but Brean raised the subject practically at the outset as a double reassurance. Hypnosis was not going to be used as a lazy, cop-out explanation and likely not much to do with how the murders were done, but more on that in a minute.

Beside the hypnotism angle, there's more to the deaths needing investigation like why Douglas Ballantyne asked Margaret O'Hara to postpone her engagement? Why has one of them gone missing? Why is Benny the Bump, an ex-mobster, trying to silence Frame? Benny the Bump turned out to be surprisingly fun character providing the book with one, of two, memorable sequences when Frame finds him. The other one comes when "playing detective" comes with consequences and Frame has to find a way to escape from Detective James Kilroy and Assistant D.A. Philip la Vella. If anything, The Darker the Night is another testament to Brean's talent as a storyteller ensuring you keep turning the pages. Only things occasionally slowing down the pace are the wonderful, often lengthy footnotes on subjects such as the rarity of defenestration, historical New York murders and ESP – even a recipe for spiedino romana. The footnotes are meant to be a nod to S.S. van Dine, but Brean made the odd, curious footnotes a quirk of his own.

That brings me to the plot of The Darker the Night. So, of course, neither the two victims or the murderer acted under the haze of an hypnotic spell. Brean may have been a better writer and storyteller than plotter, but neither was he third-rate who would seriously offer hypnosis as an explanation for how the murders were pulled off. However, while hypnosis was not the cause of the deaths, neither has it a good alternative explanation. Someone was pushed from a balcony and another one was hurled out of a window. So it comes down to whodunit and why, not how. It has been remarked "you could really tag anyone as the culprit with similar result," but have to disagree as that would ignore inventive motive tying and holding everything together.

The Darker the Night is very similar in that regard as the last of the Frame novels, The Clock Strikes Thirteen (1954). Neither fail to entertain or fascinate, but their thin-ish plots needed the characters, backdrop and situation to carry them to a full-fledged book. So a good, fun book, but definitely one falling into the category "for fans and completists only." If you're new to Brean's shamefully neglected detective fiction, I recommend giving Wilders Walks Away, Hardly a Man is Now Alive or the often overlooked The Traces of Brillhart (1960) a shot.

By the way, I'm near completing Brean myself. There's only the standalone novel Collar for the Killer (1957) and a dozen uncollected (hint, hint, C&L) short stories left to go.