Old Bones Lie

 

Old Bones Lie - the Sixth book in the DI Clare Mackay series -
out July 7th by Canelo Crime

Marion Todd has established herself in the last four years as a writer of great intellect, delicate plotting and wonderful characters based around the central figure of DI Clare Mackay who attempts to navigate the tricky neighbourhood of St. Andrews that has a murder rate to match Midsomer.

In six books to date, Todd has created the Mackay-verse with her band of characters handling criminal cases with swiftness and professionalism as crimes surround them. In this novel, proceedings begin innocently enough with a Saturday night takeaway which turns nasty as armed men come into the home of two prison officers with their wives, they kidnap all four people and the case begins.

What follows is a convoluted case involving a jail break, a jewellery heist gone wrong and the murder of a lady who is attempting blackmail on the owner of the jewellery shop. Keep up please it is a lot to take in.

As a reader of all of Todd's books to date, for whatever reason (perhaps mine) I found the first half of the book to be a bit complicated to follow but once the kidnapped women turn up this prompts the book to ratchet up a few gears quickening the pace to the benefit of the book and the enjoyment of this reader.

The plot is so well handled as always by Todd that you are left in no doubt that you are in the hands of a talented writer who takes great care over the narrative and loves her creations. The ending again shows Mackay at a crossroads of sorts both professionally and personally; yet you know she cannot alter her position too much.

Like her contemporary, MJ Lee from the same publishing house, this reader looks forward to the new St. Andrews suspense tome. As ever, the next one cannot come soon enough.

Old Bones Lie is out 7th July from Canelo Crime

Colliison Course - Paul Gascoigne and Gary Charles

Following on from a tweet received from a friend on my timeline, the request came about stating your favourite footballing photo. A rush of memories came through my head from Pele and Bobby Moore embracing in 1970 after Brazil defeated England 1-0 in a World Cup group game, Maradona facing down five Belgian midfielders at once, Terry Butcher's face awash with crimson and flimsy bandages.

However, after a few moments thought, and when on social media you should give yourself a moment before replying, I struck upon the image below:

The image I selected was of the tackle in the 13th minute of the 1991 FA Cup Final when Paul Gascoigne recklessly tackled Nottingham Forest right back Gary Charles as he was moving across the Spurs penalty area.

In this moment of collision, impact and action - is one of the most famously bad attempts at a tackle in the late 20th century, but it also symbolises the moment the first half of an illustrious career came crashing to a shuddering halt.

Oddly, both the people in this image have strangely lived parallel lives despite being from different ends of the country, different positions, different races - both had amazing technical gifts, capped by England and yet have had to both fight their demons, both have had much documented battles with alcoholism, with one cutting short his career through this abuse and the other suffering time in prison due to drink driving.

In the build up to the game on 18th May 1991, much had been made about this being a battle between two people. Two huge characters of the game at that time, one played on the pitch the other was on the sideline - this was a battle between the clown, Paul Gascoigne and the mercurial, Brian Clough seeking to obtain the one major trophy he has never won as a manager in his prestigious career. Clough would be denied again and within three years, he would resign from the City Ground club ending his long association with football and retreat into retirement.

Gascoigne had seemingly single-handedly pushed Tottenham Hotspur to the final, winning games by the sheer abundance of his talent bringing Spurs from deficits to amazing victories against teams in rounds three to six, before one of his greatest moments versus Arsenal in the first FA Cup semi-final to be played at Wembley Stadium in the month before. His fourth minute wonder free-kick gave Spurs a lead they never relinquished to take the white half of North London to their first FA Cup Final since 1987, and deny the eventual League Champions - Arsenal - a chance at a domestic double.

Gary Charles was born in East London, played for Clapton and was then signed by Nottingham Forest. Belovingly nicknamed the Brazilian due to his skills he made his debut in 1987 at the age of 17, a player of immense promise he was playing in a showpiece final at the age of 21. He would be capped by England twice. He was a forerunner for eventual attacking right backs such as Kyle Walker and Cafu, marauding down the right flank at a pace rarely seen while still showing great defensive capabilities when called upon. As Clough said himself, "When Charles plays a one-two, he goes like a gazelle. It's so effortless - at first it looks as if he's not moving, yet he's 40 yards up the field."

The funny thing is that the foul on Gary Charles, was not the worst tackle committed by Gascoigne on that day. Lore and myth has established that with Paul Gascoigne attempting to overcome minor injuries to be fit for the biggest game of his career - sports hernia, hamstring and lack of match fitness - Gazza effectively wound himself up in the build up the game so much so that he was not in control of his actions. In an attempt to put his stamp on the game, he was slow to a ball in a fifty-fifty with midfielder Garry Parker, and promptly embedded his studs firmly in Parker's mid-riff. A challenge which albeit in the first minute, went unpunished by referee Roger Milford - seemingly, the first minute get one for free adage coming to fruition, and Parker getting to his feet swiftly helped with Milford's decision making. Yet Gascoigne was clearly off the pace of the game typified by the last action he made in a Tottenham shirt, the lunge at Gary Charles - another tackle that evaded administrative action by Milford.

The tackle signifies this unenviable coming together of two parties at the crossroads of their careers. A talismanic individual seemingly wanting to self-destruct his career - the injury sustained in the challenge by Gascoigne would sideline him for one year and delay his proposed move to Italian club, Lazio for one season eventually debuting for them in September 1992. 

After a long delay from Gascoigne's treatment and eventual leaving the field on a stretcher, Stuart Pearce scored from the resulting free-kick to give Forest a one-nil lead which was the score at half-time. Tottenham would equalise in the second half from Paul Stewart (another individual who battled demons all his life) forcing the game to go into extra-time. Tottenham would win their record setting 8th FA Cup (and their last) thanks to an own goal scored by Des Walker to give Tottenham a 2-1 victory; and give their captain Gary Mabbutt the glory and redemption following his own own goal four years previously versus Coventry, as he lifted the Cup.

Gary Charles would have his own battles, overcoming alcohol abuse and depression and moving from Forest to Derby in 1993, then Aston Villa in 1995 before coming closer to his hometown of Newham by signing with West Ham in 1999 but constant injuries meant he only made eight appearances in three seasons for the East End London club. His drink driving charges came in 2004 and now he acts as an advocate with a business providing care and support for those experiencing depression and battling alcohol and drug dependency.

In one moment, two lives cross paths, they might be of different backgrounds but this contact together means more than people realise at the times and the impact on themselves and each other is more powerful than people would realise.

No Time To Die

The final entry in the Daniel Craig era of playing 007 came and went in November of 2021 after much fanfare and delay in release due to a pandemic that even MI6's finest could not contain.

Much was expected of the film with it being Craig's last foray in the tuxedo with us wondering would he be sipping on a martini by movie's end and how would they cope with the end of this window.

After finally getting to watch the film on Amazon Prime following the purchase by the global firm of the MGM catalogue, me and my wife tucked in on a Friday night after our six-month old went to bed and pressed play. For me it was as enjoyable a film watching experience I can recall in recent times, a joy of cinema going and a pleasure to watch capable film-makers marshal the telling of a story in homage and respect to a movie icon.

Icons are those rare beings, they stay with us no matter, they live on even when we pass, and the character James Bond has gone through six different iterations from the birth in 1962 under Sean Connery to the present date. We have known for some time this would be Craig's last performance as Iain Fleming's creation, and it does not disappoint.

A gripping pre-credits sequence focusing on Madeleine's youth where her mother is killed by a masked intruder to her home in Norway, then we are thrust into a romantic getaway for Madeleine and Bond in Italy which is quickly disrupted by Spectre with the ghosts of Bond's past - Vespa specifically - looming over him.

This leads to a dissolution of their relationship and a parting at a train station, we are then thrust five years into the future. Bond is living in Jamaica - a nod to where Iain Fleming wrote his character - he is essentially off the grid and retired from his job, when he is approached by an old friend, Felix Leiter (Jeffrey Wright) of the CIA who asks him to do a favour in Cuba. Therefore, the globe-trotting so familiar to a Bond film commences. Bond drops into Havana, where he meets Paloma (Ana de Armas - spellbinding in a brief 15 minute role), to take down a Spectre meeting. A great set piece follows culminating in a sinking at sea that Bond evades.

This leads Bond to return to London and meet M (Ralph Fiennes), who re-assigns him but without his moniker due to his retirement. This is the first of many permutations to make the viewer aware of the changes to Bond is having to endure be they an ever-changing world or the culmination of ageing as father time does not wait for anyone.

Throughout the film, you get the sense of Bond's ageing from how it takes him that little bit longer to recover from explosions he seems disorientated after a bomb explodes at a cemetery, with him struggling to regain his balance and equilibrium. Certain situations you get the sense of him struggling to comprehend and process the predicament such as a sinking ship, yet this is Bond we know he will triumph.

The climax of the film is so well handled as it portrays Bond as not merely an immortal icon but a man like all of us, fallible to mistakes, guilty of being overconfident and yet sentimental when love comes into the room.

No Time To Die is a fine send off to the Daniel Craig era, a self-reflexive work not just on his five films but the Bond oeuvre as a whole with a positive message to the importance of legacy and family heralded by the final song 'We Have All The Time in the World' by Louis Armstrong, originally performed in George Lazenby's solo outing On Her Majesty's Secret Service. You have to make time for family no matter what your job, even a world-saving spy needs a break from time to time.

No Time To Die is available to view on Amazon Prime. But I wish I saw it in the cinema.

Saul David Interview - Crucible of Hell

 

My interview with Saul David from 2020, in regards to his CRUCIBLE OF HELL book about the last great battle of WW2, Okinawa.

• What was the genesis for you to cover this vital battleground and portion of WW2? It actually came out of my last book, The Force, about an American/Canadian special operations unit that carries out its first mission in the Aleutian Islands against the Japanese. It reminded me how little I knew about the Pacific War, and it sparked my interest. At around the same time I read an excellent book about Truman’s first year as president, which begins with Roosevelt’s death a few days after the invasion of Okinawa and climaxes with the decision to use atomic bombs to end the war against the Japanese. Quite a baptism of fire, for which Truman has not received the credit he deserves.

• Do you feel as a historian, is the Pacific part of the war somewhat overlooked in terms of importance? Yes, certainly in the UK. We tend to think the war ended with Germany’s surrender, and the attention we give to VE Day (as opposed to VJ Day) is proof of that. Actually, there was no guarantee the war was going to end in 1945: most experts assumed it would carry on until late 1946, at the earliest, but Hiroshima and Nagasaki changed all that. There was a lot of very brutal fighting in the Pacific, and a number of hinge moments (Midway, Guadalcanal and the Battle of the Philippine Sea all come to mind), and it was far from a foregone conclusion.

• What amount of research did you do to gain the parts about each individual story where you go into such detail as mentioned? Research took me to archives in the UK, the US and Japan. I was very luck to find a lot of first-hand material that hadn’t been used before at the US Marine Corps archives in Quantico. It’s not an easy archive to gain access to: I had to get special dispensation from the British Foreign Office. But it was worth it. I also got wonderful material from the Truman and Eisenhower Presidential Libraries, including the diaires of the US commander Simon B. Buckner, and found some heart-breaking first-hand accounts of civilians in archives and museums in Okinawa.

• How long did it take to get the structure/draft right moving from American/Japanese perspectives? I was determined from the start to tell the story from all perspectives: American, Japanese and Okinawan, and also from ordinary people and soldiers up to generals, presidents and emperors. The best way to do this, I thought, was to keep shifting perspective in short, dramatic chapters. Most are 2,000-3,000 words long, which are quite short for a history book, but they give the reader a sense that the story is moving at pace.

• Have you always enjoyed history from an early age? Yes. I blame my father. He’s a great reader of military history and often discussed battles and generals over dinner with friends. I guess I wanted to contribute, because I started reading books about Victorian warfare by George MacDonald Fraser (the historical novelist and creator of Flashman), the biographer and historian Christopher Hibbert (author of The Great Mutiny), and others. I then moved on to books about the classical world: Alexander the Great, Hannibal, Julius Caesar, that sort of thing.

• What is your lasting impression of the WW2 in the Pacific? The savagery of the fighting, which took me by surprise. It’s as bad as anything you see on the Eastern Front, which is usually the benchmark for barbarity in war. This can make some chapters of Crucible of Hell difficult to read – they were certainly difficult to research – but it’s important for historians to record the unvarnished facts, and for the public to read them.

• Was dropping the bomb on Hiroshima the only course of action left for Truman and the USA? Yes, in many ways I think it was. Of course, he had options. But all of these had been discussed by his senior political, military and scientific advisors, and rejected. They were united in their belief that if he didn’t drop the bomb, and demonstrate to the Japanese its terrible destructive power, the war would have continued for up to another year, and cost both sides millions of casualties. Other possibilities have been suggested: starving the Japanese out, waiting for the Russians to make a military contribution to Japanese defeat, using a demonstration explosion. None of them would have been enough to convince the militarists at the heart of the Japanese government to agree to unconditional surrender.  

• How long do you think the war would have carried on for before an eventual surrender by Japan? Up to another year.

• What has your life been like in this Covid-19 world? Being a writer has it been okay or have you missed researching extensively? Actually, I hate to admit this, but lockdown has been good to me because it’s enabled me to write without distractions. I was incredibly fortunate in terms of timing in that, when the first lockdown began, I was part of the way through one book – the authorized World War II history of the Special Boat Service – so was able to finish that in June. Normally you’d need to spend up to a year researching the next book. But I’d already done that research the year before – at the same time that I was working on Crucible of Hell – and was ready to move seamlessly from writing the SBS book to the new one, Devil Dogs, the story of a company of US Marines fighting its way through the Pacific. I’m already 75,000 words in and should finish it in early 2021.

• Can you talk about your relationship with your publisher William Collins? I’ve been published by a lot of the great names in British publishing, and some excellent non-fiction editors: Richard Beswick at Little, Brown, Eleo Gordon at Viking Penguin and Rupert Lancaster at Hodder & Stoughton. My current publisher, Arabella Pike at William Collins, is the perfect fit: hugely-experienced, much admired in the business, and from a military background. Her father, Hew Pike, commanded 3 Para in the Falklands. She understands the military mindset, and has publishes some wonderful military history by authors like Max Hastings and Patrick Bishop. I’m delighted to have joined her stable.

• What advice do you have for budding young historians? Don’t get bogged down in detail, however fascinating you might think it is. Add plenty of colour, keep the story moving at pace, and place people at the front and centre of your narrative. Readers like to imagine what it might have been like to be present at a dramatic moment in history. Help them to realize that.

• What are your hopes moving forward? To publish my next book in ‘normal’ times, so I can give it the publicity push – talks, interviews, events – that it deserves. I’m bursting with ideas for new books, so watch this space.

• What are you working upon now? Devil Dogs (see above). I’m also editing my history of the SBS. I was the first historian to be given access to the secret SBS archives in Poole. The book – provisionally titled ‘SBS: Silent Warriors – The Authorized Wartime History’ – will be published in September 2021.  A donation from the sale of each book will be made to the SBS Regimental Association, which looks after former and serving SBS operators and their families.

My thanks to Saul David for his time in this interview, and I can only apologise for not posting it sooner. 

Crucible of Hell is one of the best books I have read in recent years and is available still on all formats.

Superman Returns - You'll Believe a film can fail

Superman is the archetypal superhero, a man who is the strongest man alive, he almost has an out of this world persona considering he is from the planet Krypton yet much like the British institution of Doctor Who, the depiction of Kar-El/Clark Kent has gone through some significant changes over the history of the visual medium since Superman first appeared in comic books in the 1930s.

The best portrayal of Supes remains that of Christopher Reeve in 1978 when you truly did believe a man could fly when Richard Donner took the reins of changing cinema and introducing the world to the idea of intellectual property.

Reeve donned the cape four times until 1986's woeful Quest for Peace. After that there were many hopes and ideals for a new Superman on the big screen, we were afforded a television adaptation with Dean Cain in The Adventures of Lois and Clark as well as a much touted adaptation by Tim Burton starring Nicholas Cage.

After several failed reboots, Bryan Singer gave us Superman Returns, a film that acts as a sequel to the original Superman and Superman II, events in the film coming straight afterwards that. Superman has disappeared for five years and returns to Earth with Lex Luthor (Kevin Spacey) released from prison and more meddling schemes afoot; Lois Lane (Kate Bosworth) has moved on and is engaged to Richard White (James Marsden), nephew of Daily Planet Editor, Perry (Frank Langella).

The film was made in Australia in 2004 by Warner Bros. and released in 2006. It cast the then (and still) unknown Brandon Routh as the Man of Steel and there in lies part of the problem and fondness of this new adaptation.

Singer - a director whose legacy has now become somewhat tainted - is a very capable director as his work in another superhero universe attests to, and while the X-Men films somewhat broke the mould by taking something that everybody said was unfilmable and making something legitimate and beloved.

In this instance, Singer chose a commodity such as Superman and instead of refreshing or giving Supes a new lease of life, what we got was a darker red on the pants and cape and a film that was very sentimental towards the legacy of Reeve's performance and the film that it came from. Routh, like Reeve, was an unknown when cast and the hope was that this lack of knowledge of his work would lead to a sense of wonder of how good the performer is, and yet the script is so besotted with the idea of Superman having to be with Lois and Superman is so concerned with Lois that it is hard to believe he cares about anybody else in his adopted world.

The use of Luthor is interesting and also looking back difficult due to the casting of the now tainted Spacey, his interaction with Kal Penn and Parker Posey are the better moments as ultimately the role of Routh lets this film down.

That may be unfair on Routh, yet his lack of charisma and effusiveness, is very apparent in a plodding film where set-pieces are few and far between with a domestic love triangle more to the fore, there is a chamber set quality within a would-be blockbuster. The pace of the film is too slow and the palette of the film is too pale for something that is meant to depict a patriotic and wholesome red, white and blue pastels.

Even though it took a $391m gross worldwide it was only the 9th highest grossing film of that year, and looking at that top ten list of films it makes for interesting reading as there is a sea change towards intellectual property and no pun intended when we say sea change as top of the list is the Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest, a sequel itself. The rest of the Top 10 consists of three other sequels (Mission Impossible 3, Ice Age: The Meltdown, X-Men: The Last Stand). Interestingly, every film on the list all had sequels, spin-offs, prequels made after it - the only original film was an animated one, Cars. The movie business was becoming a world of unoriginality and repeated models.

Yet despite that worldwide box office, there was no sequel as the film had hoped and left. Instead we were treated to another reboot helmed by Zach Snyder with Henry Cavill taking over from Routh in Man of Steel - which did just as much business but for me is a poorer film, so much darker in tone and conviction with huge metropolises being destroyed for the sake of it. Cavill while very good for the role, does not have the emotional heft required for the man from Krypton.

Superman Returns is a film that was fairly admired upon release, it currently has a 75% approval rating on Rotten Tomatoes, yet it is now somewhat forgotten about, this is partly due to it being devoid of any big wow marquee, shake the walls moments in the film and the involvement of both Singer and Spacey in the production. 

However, it very much marks a demarcation point in the production of superhero movies - you could not make something noble and worthy, it had to be louder and bombastic than the last and make the superheroes as questionable as the villains they attempt to take down; this is very hard to do with the most noble of those in Superman.

Annie Hamilton - the future is here but it feels kinda like the past

 

New album by Australian Annie Hamilton out today (May 20th) via PIAS

Annie Hamilton debut studio album is a reach for the mainstream, it feels like the title of the album suggests, a work that is something you may have heard before but is fresh and new.

A dreamy journey that is full of juxtapostions, raw but soft in her vocal delivery, electronic but stripped back, real but fantastical. Hamilton has taken the chance that the pandemic gave to look inwards and has created a work that is universal, escapist and nostalgic.

Opening single 'Providence Portal' is a harbinger for the album, soft melancholic keyboards with her wonderful vocals soon married by a slowly thudding drumbeat underneath. This promises to be an album you want to go back to and listen to again immediately.

Hamilton states, 'It's about the passing of time, how sometimes it flies by and sometimes it drags on forever and we're always looking ahead wanting something more or wallowing in nostalgia', this writer has heard similar platitudes from the artist SOAK, about the impact the pandemic has had on her personally.

'Exist' is the lead single, anthemic but has an internal monologue by the character Hamilton is portraying running through it, as if she is having a conversation with herself.

Working in collaboration with Pete Covington and Jake Webb (Methyl Ethel), Hamilton has created moments of emotion that every listener can relate to. Harking back to the debut album of Ladyhawke, this has little prisms of pop piercing throughout the work. 

Highs of the album include the trippy 'Night Off' and the panoramic 'Labyrinth', in this album that maintains its thread and course throughout the eleven tracks. It is a beautiful joy to listen to this shimmering work from a brand new artist.

Part dream pop and shoegaze, part indie-pop, part electronica, this album has a little bit of something for everyone. If you are fans of Mint Julep or Julia Jacklin you may know what I am talking about.

the future is here but it feels kinda like the past is out now from PIAS Recordings.

Annie Hamilton will headline a show in London on July 31st at The Social, London

My thanks to One Beat PR for the review opportunity.

When The Night Ends - MJ Lee

The Eighth book in the DI Ridpath series is out from Canelo Crime on 9th June

Ridpath is back and this time it's murder. Sorry, I was doing that silly voiceover you used to hear at the end of Columbo/Perry Mason episodes.

Yet those famous detectives are renowned for many things, one is their tenacity and never giving up - their desire for justice and truth amongst a world where every obstacle is put in front of you.

Author MJ Lee is a prolific novelist, one who has hit upon a star vehicle in the literary world, a returning hero who has an everyman quality, a stickler to uncover the truth in some plots that are brilliantly written all the while set amidst an ever changing world as government changes and pandemics take a grip of the world.

Ridpath is one of those characters that is a joy to journey with from investigation to investigation; in this tale he has to figure out how a prisoner died alone in his cell after seemingly falling over and hitting his head. The death occurred three years ago, a lot has happened before Ridpath in his role as working for the Coroner re-opens the case. Many have given statements and some have been moved sideways in their career as they deal with their role - from Saunders who has been stuck on desk duty due to being station agent when the death took place. Ridpath's intention to investigate a fellow police officer does not sit well with others in Greater Manchester Police (GMP) as anybody who watches Line of Duty can attest, internal affairs are not favoured in the police force; police should catch criminals not cops. But what if the criminals are cops?

This leads Ridpath to collide as always with his nemesis Turnbull, a man who detests Ridpath and his maverick streak. Yet Lee goes to great lengths to show that Ridpath does play well with others, respected by others especially when in partnership with Emily Parkinson and Sophie, they prefer Ridpath's candour and commitment to proving things right.

The case as always has its twists and turns, with bodies appearing from nowhere, witnesses being either unable to source or turning up cold; the spectre of organised crime looms over the case and that is where Lee is so good at bringing in factual information to his fictional storylines. While reading it you might think some of it is too good to be true and the fact as always is that truth is stranger than fiction.

This reader devoured the book in a few sittings, this is partly due to the knowing the rhythm established so effectively by the author yet this was an enjoyable read throughout - crisp, clean and intelligent crime writing with a real hero at the heart of the action.

When The Night Ends by MJ Lee is out from Canelo Crime from 9th June

My thanks to Canelo for the review opportunity via NetGalley.