Donna Leon: The Waters of Eternal Youth,  9781785150753 , Penguin Random House, William Heinemann, 13.99 L

Donna Leon has been my indulgence for a long time; I adore her best-selling Brunetti mysteries taking a mental trip to Venice every time I read them knowing I am in for a few hours of reading pleasure. I had the great fortune of meeting her personally one time during my years at Penguin; she is such a pleasant person with a twinkle in her eyes and many booksellers I spoke to who had her over for readings reported the same. I tried her non-Brunetti novels but found them not even close in quality to my beloved Brunetti novels.

As with every writer who has been pushing out novels for so many years, there have been better and weaker Brunetti books. “The Water of Eternal Youth”, her latest, is one of the better ones I am happy to report. It was a great joy to return to the book and spend another few entertaining hours reading about Brunetti’s 25^th case!  

When Brunetti is invited to one of his mother- in-laws famous dinners at their grand palazzo, he discovers the dinner has been arranged with a purpose in mind. Contessa Lando-Continui, an old friend of the family, wants Brunetti to re-open an old case, involving her grand-daughter Manuela who nearly drowned as a teenager after falling into one of the canals. She survived after being resuscitated but suffered severe brain damage remaining mentally retarded as a consequence of her injuries, staying trapped in the eternal youth of a 7 year old despite being in her Thirties now.  The Contessa still has serious doubts that everything was done to discover the truth and wants to find out what really happened to her only grandchild.  The police declared the case an accident years ago  believing she fell accidentally into the water. Feeling sympathy for the Contessa and being intrigued at the same time, Brunetti tricks his superior into allowing him to reopen the case and soon finds that not everything rhymes. When Brunetti meets the Contessa to find out about Manuela’s character before the accident, he learns she was an accomplished equestrian and also deathly afraid of water only able to walk in the middle of bridges making sure she never got even close to water’s edge – a nightmare for any Venetian, thus making a suicide or fall a very unlikely scenario. He also learns that the local drunk who rescued Manuela was never interviewed, being considered too demented and drunk to make a stable witness. I do not want to give away too much of the story but smooth and elegantly as ever,  Brunetti sets up his final trap for the one person who can really tell him the truth. 

Daniel Silva: The English Spy, 9780007552344, Harper Collins

I came across Daniel Silva several years ago when working for Penguin Books, he was then a new thriller writer we had just started to publish, Gabriel Allon being the chief protagonist in his novels, art restorer come Israeli spy.  What a great combination I remember thinking.  Daniel Silva has turned into one of the best spy thriller writers in my book and the latest “The English Spy” is no exception, a true page turner keeping you on your toes the duration of 482 pages.

The beginning feels all too familiar - a female former member of the Royal Family is killed in a bomb attack, heavy borrowing from Princess Diana’s fate I thought and in his author notes Silva readily admits to this.  British Intelligence turns to the one man capable of tracking down the killer – legendary spy Gabriel Allon who has no desire to leave his wife who is about to give birth to their twins.  A tour de force of twists and turns begins - the killer responsible for the Royal death is none other than a former IRA bomb specialist who now sells his talents to whoever is willing to pay for them - Eamon Quinn.  Since I had not read the previous two novels, this is the first time I encountered Christopher Keller, also a former IRA fighter,  now working as an assassin to a mafia connected Don in Corsica, Keller has become a friend of Gabriel.  He has a very personal score to settle with Quinn and readily agrees to aid Allon in taking him down and whoever the people are behind employing him.  The English Spy is a fantastic spy thriller set in in England, Ireland, Portugal, France, Corsica, Caribbean, Austria and of course Russia. The only regret I have is that Allon’s art expertise plays no role in this book.

What I particularly enjoy about Silva’s thrillers is that they are so intricately woven that you have to stay very focused reminding yourself constantly where exactly the person now appearing in the plot resurfaced the first time. Secret intelligence facts are always part of his plots, some appear in Silva’s novels years before they are common knowledge, he is obviously very well informed undertaking excellent research. One comes out smarter and more informed about political facts after reading his superb spy thrillers.

Piper publishes him in Germany right now. 

Sam Eastland: Red Icon, 9780571312290, Faber & Faber, UK

During the Frankfurt book fair a few years ago,  a friend at Faber & Faber gave me their proof copy of a then unknown author, Sam Eastland. I took it home, it sat on my reading pile for a while and I eventually started reading “Eye of the Red Tsar” and became an instant fan.

Ever since reading the first of now 6 books, I make sure I read the latest plot spun by Sam Eastland, always starring Pekkala, the former Emerald Eye to the last Russian Tsar and now the most trusted, incorruptible investigator of Stalin. “Eye of the Red Tsar” introduces him  in an unforgettable story of Russian history, the rise of the Bolshevik revolution, the last days of the Tsar family and everyone in their service, Pekkala’s death sentence to life in one of the most terrible Russian gulags, his miracle survival and his rediscovery by Stalin. 

Six books later, in “Red Icon” it is the year 1944. Two Russian soldiers seek refuge in a German church when their tank catches fire during an enemy attack, finding a dead priest in a coffin clutching one of the most priceless Russian Icons, The Shepard.  Pekkala is called in by Stalin to unravel the secret past of the icon soon discovering a band of self-mutilating radicals to whom the icon is worth dying for.

Sam Eastland always weaves a tight thriller, using fact and fiction leaving the reader with more historical understanding after finishing his novels.  “Red Icon” follows in this track; all books are page-turning thrillers for anyone interested in this brutal part of Russia’s 20^th century history. 

In Germany Droemer Knaur publish the books in translation. 

Sara Paretsky: Brush Back, 9780399160578, hardback, Putnam, Penguin Random House US, (paperback: June 2015)

I have been following Sarah Paretsky and her heroine V.I. Warshawski for quite a while now, almost from book one.  The Chicago setting of her thrillers, one of my favorite towns, appeal to me as does the character of gutsy, headstrong female private eye VI Warshawski.  It is always like a trip to Chicago without leaving home.

In her latest book VI has aged, is around fifty now, with musician gentleman friend Jake living next door, her wonderful old neighbor Mr. Contreras still looking after her and her dogs plus a houseguest, Bernie, Boom-Boom’s goddaughter, living with her for the summer.

Starting to feel that climbing walls and chasing the bad guys is not quite as easy physically and appealing as it used to be, VI is not quite as confrontational as in previous novels. When her old high school flame Frank Guzzo shows up in her office asking for her help to exonerate his mother  after her release from prison, where she did 25 years being accused of murdering her daughter Annie, unpleasant memories and feelings from VI’s past of  growing up in Chicago’s dangerous South side resurface.  She has little desire to revisit these wounds but feels obliged to help her old friend.   When she reluctantly starts her investigation by asking Frank’s mother Stella some unwelcome questions,  Stella answers by becoming physically violent, making it hard for VI to believe in Stella’s innocence and easy to walk out of the case. When the Guzzo family starts slandering the image of VI’s beloved cousin and famous baseball player Boom-Boom on the basis of a supposedly recently discovered  diary of the murdered Annie, VI is upset enough that reopening the investigation seems the only way forward.  During the course of 458 pages,  VI unravels several buried family secrets, tries to find her way through a spider web of shady connections and discoveries,  gets beaten up by gangsters when confronting crooked Chicago politicians, lawyers and business men seriously endangering her and Bernie’s life towards the end of the book.

Although the book is very long, I did not feel bored, enough new worms crawl out of the can to keep you entertained until the very end.  I did feel the story could have been more compressed but all in all, Paretsky and VI Warshawski as we like her ! 

Hong Ying: The Concubine of Shanghai, 9780241950678, Penguin Books

With the skies offering only every shade of grey, pouring rain to top it, I headed for my book pile and picked up Hong Ying’s “The Concubine of Shanghai” (Die Konkubine von Shanghai), wanting just to be entertained.  I confess a weakness for novels dealing with the old China which started in my teens with Pearl S Buck.  “Concubine of Shanghai” has been sitting on my growing book pile for some time; Penguin published the translation in 2013. Hong Ying is best known for “K: The Art of Love” (Die chinesische Geliebte) which won the Prix de Rome in 2005 and was made into a film.  Hong Ying has also written an autobiography.

If you enjoy Amy Tan, Hong Ying is a good alternative, an accomplished, excellent writer in my view and a great historical storyteller, laced with some erotic elements. 

The criticism I have: this book is very long, nearly 400 pages but the story is full of interesting characters to stick with it. 

China 1907, the orphan Cassia is sold by her aunt and uncle into a Shanghai brothel run by Madame Emerald, a key character in Cassia’s future life. Her feet are unbound making her unattractive to work as a prostitute; she ends up working as a lowly maid.  Her fate changes when Master Chang, the boss of the Brotherhood, one of the Shanghai Triads, sees something different in her, awakening more than just sexual interest in him. Her intelligence and self-assuredness turn her into his most trusted alley and his favorite mistress. The violent times in Shanghai at the beginning of the century cast a shadow on Cassia’s love and happiness.  Relying on all her resources, fate forces her to reinvent herself over and over again, finally becoming one of the most prominent singers and talked about women in Shanghai during her days. 

The book has many twists and turns, interesting characters, such as her lovers Yu and Huang Peiyu or Madame Emerald,  in my view the ending was a bit disappointing and during the second half of the book, the plot showed some weaknesses.  

Bernhard Schlink: Die Frau auf der Treppe, Diogenes Verlag, 9783257243338,, € 12,-

Die meisten Leser kennen Bernhard Schlink durch seinen Bestseller „Der Vorleser“, der auch brillant verfilmt wurde, mit der großartigen Kate Winslet in der Hauptrolle. 

Am Bahnhof, wie immer Zeit totschlagend in der Buchhandlung gelandet, fiel mir seine Neuerscheinung „Die Frau auf der Treppe“ in die Hände. Ich fing an zu lesen, die Handlung beginnt wie ein Krimi, ich musste unbedingt weiterlesen. Buch schnell noch gekauft, bevor der Zug abfährt.

Bernhard Schlinks Schreibstil ist von seiner Ausbildung als Jurist geprägt, die Sprache klar, sachlich, manchmal fast emotionslos, immer präzise.

Der Ich-Erzähler des Buches, ein mittlerweile älterer Jurist stolpert während einer Dienstreise in Australien über ein Gemälde, das einmal eine zentrale Rolle in seinem Leben gespielt hat.  Die mysteriöse Schönheit im Bild mit dem Namen „Die Frau auf der Treppe heißt Irene, Geliebte des Malers Karl Schwind, aber das war sie nicht als dieser im Auftrag ihres sehr wohlhabenden Mannes Gundlach das Bild bei ihm in Auftrag gibt. Es kommt wie es kommen muss,  Irene und Schwindt  verlieben sich in einander und ziehen zusammen.  Zurück bleibt ihr Mann mit dem Gemälde.  Der dritte Mann, der in den Sog von Irene gerät ist der Ich-Erzähler, als Schwind und Irene die Kanzlei in der er arbeitet mit einem merkwürdigen Anliegen konsultieren.  Gundlach bittet Schwindt  immer wieder das Gemälde nach seltsamen Beschädigungen zu restaurieren und verweigert Schwindt den Rückkauf seines Lieblingsbildes. Der Anwalt soll nun intervenieren, auch er verliebt sich im Laufe der Monate kopflos in Irene.

Die alte, immer noch in ihm nagende Verletzung und Enttäuschung aus der Vergangenheit veranlasst ihn nun Jahre später seine Heimreise aufzugeben,  um sich auf die Suche nach Irene und dem Warum dieser verlorenen Liebe zu machen, seine Recherchen haben ergeben, dass sie in Australien lebt.  Er trifft auf eine alte, kranke Frau, was folgt ist eine  anrührende Liebesgeschichte, ich will hier nicht zu viel preisgeben. 

Dies ist ein Buch der leisen Töne, auf der Spur nach den großen Themen des Lebens wie Liebe, Verrat und Vergebung, was uns antreibt die Dinge zu tun, die unser Leben verändern und uns noch Jahre später verfolgen. Leser, die viel Handlung suchen, sind bei diesem Buch fehl am Platze. 

Stewart O’Nan: West of sunset, Penguin Books US, 9780143128243, $ 16,00

O’Nan’s brilliant, intimate portrait of Scott Fitzgerald’s last years in Hollywood as a scriptwriter is   full of melancholy and bittersweet memories of lost fame and his marriage to Zelda.  I read the novel during a week where the skies only seemed to have shades of grey available and it was a very befitting mood background to this masterful story.  O’Nan’s fine writing transports you straight into 1937’s Hollywood, adorned with all the famous stars and movie bosses of the times.

When Fitzgerald heads for Hollywood in the Thirties to earn some much needed cash rewriting and writing scripts for the big movie houses, he leaves his daughter Scottie in a boarding school and Zelda permanently installed in a mental institution.  Medical bills are piling up, not to mention the debt they accumulated during their years of reckless living with Scott’s success as a writer fading into near oblivion. He has troubles getting advances for his books or selling short stories. 

It’s the golden years of Hollywood, Scott’s old friends Dorothy Parker, Ernest Hemingway or Humphrey Bogart try to ease his settling in but only when he falls in love with gossip columnist Sheilah Graham does he feel he has a new life in Hollywood. Fitzgerald feels guilty about his new love and happiness, becoming more and more estranged from Zelda. His trips to a not only mentally but also physically very different Zelda and her family become a burden; he tries to fly Scottie in to visit him whenever his finances allow. With his world falling apart, remembering  their  famous  years in Europe of the Twenties, the roaring years on the East coast, trying to get over rejections and being fired from writing jobs repeatedly,  booze,  his old friend,  becomes a new problem.  Sheilah does not put up with his drinking and leaves him frequently, only to return to her older but still very charismatic, handsome lover, staying with him until the bitter end. Stewart O'Nan captured the mood of Fitzgeralds sad, tragic and self-destructive last years perfectly. 

It almost hurts that Fitzgerald died not knowing his body of work would become Modern Classics. 

The book will be published in German in March 2016 by Rowohlt in German, titled "Westlich des Sunset".