Scottish Noir isn’t
as well defined in the public consciousness as Nordic Noir but most
people will know when they see it, especially when they read this
book. Someone once wrote in The Guardian (it must have been Nancy
Banks-Smith) apropos of a BBC wildlife documentary, that a Scottish
Wildcat was a Tabby with knuckledusters. G.R. Halliday is sort of
John Fowles with knuckledusters, even though no actual knuckleduster
is referenced in the text. The author is properly Scottish and there
would be Hell to pay if an English author wrote Scottish characters
quite like this.
Everyone is flawed
and taboos of all sorts are broken, though not trivial ones. A
Scottish biker-gang leader widely believed to be responsible for a
Manson-family type double murder proves to be one of the more helpful
characters which the heroine, Detective Inspector Monica Kennedy,
encounters. Tension is maintained throughout and the police find that
the available leads do not build a case so much as a nightmare. Even
once the heroine knows what is actually going on, she is consigned to
helplessness by the situation she uncovers. And some matters remain
unresolved. Perhaps for future novels, perhaps forever.
This is a good and
compelling read, but it is unlikely that Tourism Scotland are going
to happily endorse it for sale in souvenir shops and there are shocks
as well as mysteries, and some very disturbing ideas and images are
conveyed by the text. Spike Milligan couldn’t think of a fate worse
than death: G.R. Halliday has a brave and bold try at inventing one.
Dark Waters is
published by Random House, Vintage Publishing on 16/7/2020
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