Somehow, this was a rather satisfying courtroom drama read after ages. I have no idea why but I feel it can be remade as a very nice Japanese dorama.
I’ve cut my teeth on Perry Mason - our family had loads of those. And libraries all around had all we didn’t. But I doubt anyone can have read all of them these days let alone all Erle Stanley Gardner's output.
After that the genre did not throw itself my way until I found Degree of Guilt by Richard North Patterson in a relative’s house. I needed something to read and I read it.
It was just one of those books I couldn’t really put down and was very handy as it came at a time when I was home alone and I don’t sleep well at all at such times, especially on a hot summer's night. So bad reading light and all, I sped through the book in a couple of days and nights.
I liked it from a couple of points of view, and one of those is the whodunnit part. Perhaps it’s because at two points I guessed the ‘who’. Not that it was easy but I liked the way it was crafted.
It’s fairly pacy, racy in a minor way and has all the huge drama of a TV Nordic Noir drama.
Apparently there’s a TV movie of this book too! I’d want to watch that. Though someone says it’s a mashup of two of his books.
Basically, the protagonist is a male lawyer. He has a son. The mother of the boy is a major mystery figure. She has a nice figure too, one figures out from Page One on.
The lawyer has a sidekick - a she. She’s smart. And go figure! Maybe not hour glass but good enough to warrant a scene where the abovementioned two ladies subliminally sniff each other out warily and with veiled hostility.
The book opens with a corpse. A dead man with his pants around his ankles.
The man is a writer. With a mother complex. And a perverted degree of fandom for a certain actress.
The actress had committed suicide sometime before the book begins.
And then there’s a psychiatrist, also dead a priori.
And he has a daughter and he left tapes of his sessions with clients.
Go figure! And a lady judge.
Yes. All that makes for a good slavering read! Don’t save it for a rainy day - this summer read: