The Honjin Murders by Seishi YokomizoMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
The Honjin Murders is a locked room murder told to us by an unnamed narrator, who posits himself as a writer of detective stories. At first, I read this to mean he was something of a Watson or Hastings character, but after a while I wondered if the "I" really referred to Seishi Yokomizo himself; I feel like this is a particularly old-school literary conceit, though I can't say with certainty where I've encountered it before. (I'm thinking of old British science fiction, maybe?) Then again, this is a novel in translation, so who knows if this is the convention for Japanese detective novels. As it is, there are a lot of references to other detective novels in this one which, along with the narrator-as-writer gives it a rather meta vibe.
At any case, the narrator assembles for us all the events surrounding the Honjin Murder Case at the home of the Ichiyanagi family back in 1937, which involves a newly-wed couple being brutally killed on the night of their wedding, a mysterious three-fingered vagrant thought to be the grooms "mortal enemy", a suspicious uncle who wants to know the truth about his niece's murder, and a quirky amateur detective, who is called to solve the unsolvable crime.
The novel offers great insight into the Japanese social structure as well as the unspoken classism outsiders would not have realised; I wonder if Yokomizo had originally explained all this, or if this was something the translators expanded on a little to give English-language readers a little more context. The Ichiyanagi family itself is made up of fascinating characters, with all their personality quirks and hidden emotions playing off against each other. There are definitely shades of Poirot in Kosuke Kindaichi, especially since he relies on his brain rather than the usual legwork, but personality-wise, he's rather young, laidback, and a little awkward. Plus, he does that big demonstration-reveal at the end as well.
I think what bothered me a little was the shifts in tone & narrative, where some chapters were very narrator-led with the MC providing his thoughts about everything and providing commentary, while others were in a distant 3rd-person POV, like actual chapters in a novel where the narrator disappears.
Despite that, it was a intriguing read with a tantalising mystery and an unexpected (to me) conclusion.
Note: I received a digital ARC of this book from Pushkin Vertigo/Steerforth Press via Edelweiss+. Opinions expressed in this review are completely my own.
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