2014 historical mystery with fantastic elements. In 1906, former
military police Lieutenant William Prior is going native in German New
Guinea. Then he's asked to help look into a mysterious death in the
local colony of weirdoes…
Of course, August
Engelhardt's
proto-commune was a real thing. But unlike Stuart Turton's The Devil
and the Dark Water, this book is based directly on what's known of it
(with an admixture of invention which mostly doesn't contradict the
very limited historical record), with most of the characters being
real people. That's satisfying in that they act with complexity; but
it's also frustrating, because nobody's personal story really goes
anywhere. Even Prior ends up by the end much as he was at the
beginning.
But take it as a slice of life and it's enjoyable, as the idealism of
Engelhardt and his disciples collides with Prior's observation of the
harsh reality of living on a malarial island and eating only coconuts.
There's fanaticism, certainly, but not always from the expected
quarters.
It's certainly a change of pace from McKinty's usual Belfast-set
recent-past grimy mysteries; in fact, I think I prefer this style,
even if we're still dealing with a damaged protagonist who's
nonetheless an amazing detective and irresistible to the opposite sex.
As a mystery it's unsatisfying because of an inconclusive ending with
rather too much deus ex machina, and similarly as a character study
it falls a little flat, but taken as an historical curiosity it's
rather more fun.
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