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August Book Review

September 2, 2016 // monthly book review

Devil in a Blue Dress by Walter Mosley; 3.25 stars (out of 5)

I┬áthink this is my first noir. I really liked what Mosley did with the characters and making race so front and center. I liked the writing and the structure and the way he wrapped it up and set it up for the series to continue. I wasn’t as interested or excited about the plot, which seemed a little convoluted and flat – why were were looking for this woman and do I care about what she was hiding? I wanted a little more to make me care about that and it held me back from liking this book more because I didn’t. But everything else is so good, I mean so clean and deeply correct, that it more than carries it, and I mostly didn’t care that I didn’t care. I actually had to keep reminding myself that I didn’t care about the story because I was taken away by the characters and the setting. (I liked this book a lot for not caring about the plot.) So good characters, good writing, and I’d be really surprised if I didn’t like the other books in the series with other stories that I’ll probably care more about.

“His grip was strong but slithery, like a snake coiling around my hand.”

“They figure that you did something because that’s just the way cops think, and you telling them that you’re innocent just proves to them that you have something to hide. But that wasn’t the game that we were playing that day. They knew my name and they didn’t need to scare me with any holding tank; they didn’t need to take my fingerprints. I didn’t know why they had me, but I did know that it didn’t matter as long as they thought they were right.”

“That was why so many Jews back then understood the American Negro; in Europe the Jew had been a Negro for more than a thousand years.”

“But I was worried about that fingerprint.
I knew that I hadn’t touched the knife but I didn’t know what the police were up to. If they really wanted to catch who did the killing then they’d be fair and check my prints against the knife’s and let me go. But maybe they needed a culprit. Maybe they just wanted to close the books because their record hadn’t been so good over the year. You never could tell when it came to the cops and a colored neighborhood.”

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