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I am a lawyer in Melfort, Saskatchewan, Canada who enjoys reading, especially mysteries. Since 2000 I have been writing personal book reviews. This blog includes my reviews, information on and interviews with authors and descriptions of mystery bookstores I have visited. I strive to review all Saskatchewan mysteries. Other Canadian mysteries are listed under the Rest of Canada. As a lawyer I am always interested in legal mysteries. I have a separate page for legal mysteries. Occasionally my reviews of legal mysteries comment on the legal reality of the mystery. You can follow the progression of my favourite authors with up to 15 reviews. Each year I select my favourites in "Bill's Best of ----". As well as current reviews I am posting reviews from 2000 to 2011. Below my most recent couple of posts are the posts of Saskatchewan mysteries I have reviewed alphabetically by author. If you only want a sentence or two description of the book and my recommendation when deciding whether to read the book look at the bold portion of the review. If you would like to email me the link to my email is on the profile page.

Friday, June 28, 2019

The Burial Hour by Jeffery Deaver

The Burial Hour by Jeffery Deaver - As Lincoln Rhymes contemplates a honeymoon in Greenland a man is kidnapped on the streets of Manhattan. Left behind is a small hangman’s noose made of catgut. Hours later the victim is on a live video being broadcast through YouVid (a thinly disguised YouTube). His kidnapper has him bound and standing on a crate with the noose around his neck. In the background The Blue Danube is being played with gasps being inserted in rhythm - gasp, two, three, gasp, two three. He is using sound from the victim  in the creation of the sound track. The video is signed off as copyrighted by “The Composer.

The Composer is Stefan, a heavy set white man, buffeted by schizophrenia. Treatment is “pretty much limited to drugs, psychotherapy was useless for someone who was far more interested in the sound of words than the content” with words “nothing more than a series of spoken tones that, depending on the doctor’s voice, could be ecstatically beautiful, could downright thrill him or could induce a bout of anxiety thanks to the shrink’s vocal fry.”

He worships Euterpe, a daughter of Zeus, and one of the muses. He believes in the music of spheres:

It was a belief that everything in the universe - planets, the sun, comets,
other stars - gave off energy in the form of audible tones ….

When these tones - whether planets, the human heart, a cello performance - were in harmony, all was good. Life, love, relationships, devotion to the god of your choosing.

When the proportions were off, the cacophony was ruinous.

He has a huge digital collection of sounds.

Stefan is another eerie chilling villain challenging Rhyme in America and Europe.

In Italy a Forestry Department police officer, Ercole (an Italian version of Hercules) Benelli, diligently reads the many warnings from police services as he pursues criminals such as a marketer of counterfeit truffles (they are from China).

He is called by a cyclist to the scene of an abduction. After subsequent officers, higher ranked and more experienced, contemplate the crime scene Benelli stuns the assembled by saying it is a crime committed by the Composer who fled the U.S. a few days earlier. He has recalled the international alert from his daily reading. Lead investigator, Massimo Rossi, invites him to join the investigation. Benelli adds to the positive first impression by emailing the NYPD for help from the crime scene before Rossi has even asked him. Benelli is earnest and awkward and fascinating.

Rhyme and Sachs and his caregiver,Thom Reston, catch a ride to Italy on a private jet. The Italian police and investigating prosecutor want no more than the American files but because of his brilliance Rhyme and Sachs are tolerated by the Italians and venerated by Benelli.

The Composer, skilled in minimizing trace, is elusive.

At the same time, at the request of the American government, Sachs and Rhyme re-examine an ongoing investigation into an allegation of rape against an American university student.

And then the twists start coming.

The title is from an Italian political speech on how many Europeans fear they are being buried by asylum seekers.

Not all sleuths travel well in their investigations. Rhyme is credible and comfortable in Italy. His participation is plausible.

The twists in the plot are ingenious. I never saw them coming. However, the book is 601 pages. I had found the previous book, The Steel Kiss, trying me at 572 pages. In The Burial Hour were the alleged rape removed and the main story tightened a bit it would have an excellent book of about 375 pages. While I continue to like Rhyme as a character and the clever plots I am getting hesitant to venture into more 600 plus page books featuring him. Deaver can pack enough twists into books which are less than 400 pages.
Deaver, Jeffery – (2000) - The Empty Chair; (2002) - The Stone Monkey; (2002) - Mistress of Justice; (2003) - The Vanished Man; (2005) - Garden of Beasts; (2005) - The Twelfth Card; (2006) - Cold Moon(Tied for 3rd Best fiction of 2006); (2008) - The Broken Window; (2010) - The Burning Wire; (2013) - The Kill Room; (2014) - The Skin Collector; (2017) - The Steel Kiss; 


  1. I see that trend in a lot of books, Bill. They're continuously getting longer. And I've found (for what it's worth) that a lot of readers are like you in having a limit to how much time they're willing to invest in a given book. Bigger isn't always better. Still, the main plot does sound interesting. And I'm glad to hear you think that Rhymes does a solid job in Italy. I always think of him as very 'New York,' so it's good to know that this setting worked, too.

  2. Margot: Thanks for the comment. I wish some authors valued the time of readers and restrained themselves.

    The main plot was fascinating. I read afterward Deaver was inspired to write the book after a trip to Italy to receive a crime fiction award. Apparently John Grisham gave an acceptance speech in Italian after receiving the same award. Deaver said he would provide some remarks in the "original" language of Italy and spoke in Latin.