It’s entirely possible that I have in the past spoken of my love for mystery novels, but look, it’s been like 3 years since I last wrote a post on this blog so I cannot be expected to not bore all 4 of you by repeating the 12.4 anecdotes that comprise my life over and over and over again. Anyway, mysteries are a thing that predate my acquisition of a degree in English and as such are kind of a “guilty pleasure” for me. Calling them “poorly written” is a bit mean because mysteries have a different set of rules about themselves which don’t necessarily conform to the classic rules of literature (good characterization, good dialogue, etc. are usually second to a good, labyrinthine plot that keeps the audience guessing), and on top of that a lot of mystery novels are pretty damn well written (The Big Sleep comes to mind).
Anyway, because of this literary closeness I find it a little hard to judge mystery novels, so this may actually deserve a higher rating than the one I gave it. I simply adore the Marcus Didius Falco series of books. And why shouldn’t I? These things were basically made for me. They’re mystery novels set in ancient Rome. ‘Nuff said. But on top of that, they’re written by a woman, which kind of shows. I don’t want to talk down too much about the general writing qualities of us men, but a lot of us seem to have a lot of trouble writing fully fleshed out women characters. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I can think of a lot of authors I’d choose to read in spite of their relative inability to draw women (John Irving, anyone?), and there are definitely women authors who have the same issue in reverse (hi Margaret Atwood), but there is something to be said for an author who not only features a woman in a primary role but makes her act, like, normal and stuff.
The character in these novels is (okay, I guess SPOILER ALERT because The Silver Pigs includes their meet-cute) Marcus Didius Falco’s girlfriend Helena Justina Verus, although I guess also his mother and sisters to varying degrees. Falco is an informer for the Emperor, basically an ancient Roman version of the Pinkertons only without all the incompetence, who somehow manages to get together with a divorcee and daughter of a Senator. Much of the series concerns his attempting to climb into Helena’s status level and thereby make an “honest woman” out of her. Author Lindsey Davis does a great job of portraying the sexist society of Rome while creating a character in Helena who is strong-willed, competent, clever, and never the “damsel in distress”. At the same time, she also manages to avoid the Get Smart style setup in which the protagonist is an utter buffoon who is constantly bailed out by his more talented partner, whose reason for hanging around is never quite made clear. Marcus is good at what he does and, really, so is Helena.
I’m currently 5 or 6 books in and I can’t recommend this series enough, given the caveats that it is at the end of the day a mystery and you should probably enjoy mysteries. The quality of the history is surprisingly good, especially given that the books were first written way back in the early 90s, before it was easy to do historical research (and also before it was easy to debunk poor historical research). You might find yourself taking small breaks to look up the regions the characters go to or the activities they engage in on Wikipedia and the book rewards you for doing this by being pretty accurate (I mean, there are obvious English idioms used throughout but even this isn’t jarring, as one of the points of the book is to make ancient Rome feel like your backyard). The plotting is good enough, and in my opinion the characters are where this series really shines.