"The revered New York Times bestselling author returns with a novel set in 1960s Baltimore that combines modern psychological insights with elements of classic noir, about a middle-aged housewife turned aspiring reporter who pursues the murder of a forgotten young woman. In 1966, Baltimore is a city of secrets that everyone seems to know--everyone, that is, except Madeline "Maddie" Schwartz. Last year, she was a happy, even pampered housewife. This year, she's bolted from her marriage of almost twenty years, determined to make good on her youthful ambitions to live a passionate, meaningful life. Maddie wants to matter, to leave her mark on a swiftly changing world. Drawing on her own secrets, she helps Baltimore police find a murdered girl--assistance that leads to a job at the city's afternoon newspaper, the Star. Working at the newspaper offers Maddie the opportunity to make her name, and she has found just the story to do it: a missing woman whose body was discovered in the fountain of a city park lake. Cleo Sherwood was a young African-American woman who liked to have a good time. No one seems to know or care why she was killed except Maddie--and the dead woman herself. Maddie's going to find the truth about Cleo's life and death. Cleo's ghost, privy to Maddie's poking and prying, wants to be left alone. Maddie's investigation brings her into contact with people that used to be on the periphery of her life--a jewelery store clerk, a waitress, a rising star on the Baltimore Orioles, a patrol cop, a hardened female reporter, a lonely man in a movie theater. But for all her ambition and drive, Maddie often fails to see the people right in front of her. Her inability to look beyond her own needs will lead to tragedy and turmoil for all sorts of people--including the man who shares her bed, a black police officer who cares for Maddie more than she knows"--
"New York Times bestseller Laura Lippman returns with a new stand-alone novel about a middle aged housewife turned aspiring reporter Maddie Schwartz, who is determined to solve the murder of a forgotten young woman in order to make her own reputation"--… (plus d'informations)
Wondering if I can write a review that balances the amount of enjoyment I derived from the book against the things that I found frustrating about it?
Briefly, the plot revolves around a 38yr old, privileged (beautiful, comfortably wealthy, well married) Jewish housewife (Maddie Schwartz) living in Baltimore in the 1960s who, in the course of realizing she wants more out of her life than throwing dinner parties, ends up pursuing journalism and becoming involved in the investigation of two murders.
Lippman's gimmick is short, brisk chapters that alternate between 3rd person limited (telling what Maddie is up to) and chapters told in 1st person by the various people she interacts with. These 1st person chapters are creative and diverting; what's more, many of them also end up communicating clues and other critical information. The fun is never knowing when something important is going to drop, and being cunning enough to recognize it when it does! Lippman knows how to keep things interesting, and how to keep readers reading.
If only the story lived up to the storytelling! And for the first 75% of the book, I thought it would. But as the novel progresses, Lippman's plotting starts getting sloppier and sloppier: motives become increasingly tenuous, suspects start confessing for no reason other than (seemingly) to further the plot, actions trigger increasingly improbable consequences, and Maddie starts manifesting superhuman abilities (an ability to leap to deductions that would dazzle even Holmes; a sudden, inexplicable capacity for literary genius) despite demonstrating no previous signs of brilliance. Indeed, I found Maddie's whole "character arc" becoming more and more annoying as the story progressed, her early demonstrations of self-awareness and self-actualization (engaging) becoming increasingly narcissistic and condescending (offputting).
What probably irked me the most, though, was the idea of setting a novel in Baltimore in the 1960s, stuffing it with authentic details about the city (lots of interesting references to specific stores, restaurants, neighborhoods, and city institutions) ... but then neglecting to address in any realistic way the simmering racial issues that were festering in the city at that time. While Lippman faithfully represents the structures of racism that existed at that time - institutionalized discrimination, laws preventing miscegenation - her characters, particularly Maddie, behave in ways that seem weirdly oblivious to the social, emotional, or cultural manifestations of those structures. Don't get me wrong - every novel that mentions race doesn't have to be about racism. But the history of Baltimore, especially in the 1960s, is inescapably entangled with social injustice; to ignore that hits as anachronistic. (Speaking of anachronism, what's the deal with the cover art? Would someone who hadn't read the book guess that the face in the background is supposed to be a stunningly beautiful black woman of the 1960s?)
I suppose you might say that reading this is a bit like eating your favorite junk snack food - delicious, as long as you don't make the mistake of thinking too hard about the ingredients or how many empty calories you are consuming. ( )
(2019) Another very good stand alone book by Lippman. Set in Baltimore (of course) in 1966 this follows a divorced housewife and wants to be a newspaper reporter in the almost all male world of journalism. Pursuing the story of a black waitress who was murdered and whose body was found in a lake, she finds that no one appears interested in finding the truth. Lippman uses a unique style of short chapters from the point of view of different characters that come forward from the previous chapter. Took a while to catch on to this but very effective. Finds out in the end that Cleo was not murdered (Cleo was also a narrator of several chapters as if talking from the grave) but she was an accomplice in the murder of the girl found in the lake, so that she could disappear into a new life of her own. KIRKUS REVIEWBaltimore in the 1960s is the setting for this historical fiction about a real-life unsolved drowning.In her most ambitious work to date, Lippman (Sunburn, 2018, etc.) tells the story of Maddie Schwartz, an attractive 37-year-old Jewish housewife who abruptly leaves her husband and son to pursue a long-held ambition to be a journalist, and Cleo Sherwood, an African-American cocktail waitress about whom little is known. Sherwood's body was found in a lake in a city park months after she disappeared, and while no one else seems to care enough to investigate, Maddie becomes obsessed¥partly due to certain similarities she perceives between her life and Cleo's, partly due to her faith in her own detective skills. The story unfolds from Maddie's point of view as well as that of Cleo's ghost, who seems to be watching from behind the scenes, commenting acerbically on Maddie's nosing around like a bull in a china shop after getting a job at one of the city papers. Added to these are a chorus of Baltimore characters who make vivid one-time appearances: a jewelry store clerk, an about-to-be-murdered schoolgirl, "Mr. Helpline," a bartender, a political operative, a waitress, a Baltimore Oriole, the first African-American female policewoman (these last two are based on real people), and many more. Maddie's ambition propels her forward despite the cost to others, including the family of the deceased and her own secret lover, a black policeman. Lippman's high-def depiction of 1960s Baltimore and the atmosphere of the newsroom at that timeÂ¥she interviewed associates of her father, Baltimore Sun journalist Theo Lippman Jr., for the detailsÂ¥ground the book in fascinating historical fact.The literary gambit she balances atop that foundationÂ¥the collage of voicesÂ¥works impressively, showcasing the author's gift for rhythms of speech. The story is bigger than the crime, and the crime is bigger than its solution, making Lippman's skill as a mystery novelist work as icing on the cake.The racism, classism, and sexism of 50 years ago wrapped up in a stylish, sexy, suspenseful period drama about a newsroom and the city it covers.Pub Date: July 23rd, 2019ISBN: 978-0-06-239001-1Page count: 352ppPublisher: Morrow/HarperCollinsReview Posted Online: March 31st, 2019Kirkus Reviews Issue: April 15th, 2019
Very enjoyable mystery novel, set in 1966. I thought that some of the portentousness that built up was not really justified by the ending, which I always find a trifle annoying, but that feels like nit-picking. ( )
"The revered New York Times bestselling author returns with a novel set in 1960s Baltimore that combines modern psychological insights with elements of classic noir, about a middle-aged housewife turned aspiring reporter who pursues the murder of a forgotten young woman. In 1966, Baltimore is a city of secrets that everyone seems to know--everyone, that is, except Madeline "Maddie" Schwartz. Last year, she was a happy, even pampered housewife. This year, she's bolted from her marriage of almost twenty years, determined to make good on her youthful ambitions to live a passionate, meaningful life. Maddie wants to matter, to leave her mark on a swiftly changing world. Drawing on her own secrets, she helps Baltimore police find a murdered girl--assistance that leads to a job at the city's afternoon newspaper, the Star. Working at the newspaper offers Maddie the opportunity to make her name, and she has found just the story to do it: a missing woman whose body was discovered in the fountain of a city park lake. Cleo Sherwood was a young African-American woman who liked to have a good time. No one seems to know or care why she was killed except Maddie--and the dead woman herself. Maddie's going to find the truth about Cleo's life and death. Cleo's ghost, privy to Maddie's poking and prying, wants to be left alone. Maddie's investigation brings her into contact with people that used to be on the periphery of her life--a jewelery store clerk, a waitress, a rising star on the Baltimore Orioles, a patrol cop, a hardened female reporter, a lonely man in a movie theater. But for all her ambition and drive, Maddie often fails to see the people right in front of her. Her inability to look beyond her own needs will lead to tragedy and turmoil for all sorts of people--including the man who shares her bed, a black police officer who cares for Maddie more than she knows"--
"New York Times bestseller Laura Lippman returns with a new stand-alone novel about a middle aged housewife turned aspiring reporter Maddie Schwartz, who is determined to solve the murder of a forgotten young woman in order to make her own reputation"--
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Briefly, the plot revolves around a 38yr old, privileged (beautiful, comfortably wealthy, well married) Jewish housewife (Maddie Schwartz) living in Baltimore in the 1960s who, in the course of realizing she wants more out of her life than throwing dinner parties, ends up pursuing journalism and becoming involved in the investigation of two murders.
Lippman's gimmick is short, brisk chapters that alternate between 3rd person limited (telling what Maddie is up to) and chapters told in 1st person by the various people she interacts with. These 1st person chapters are creative and diverting; what's more, many of them also end up communicating clues and other critical information. The fun is never knowing when something important is going to drop, and being cunning enough to recognize it when it does! Lippman knows how to keep things interesting, and how to keep readers reading.
If only the story lived up to the storytelling! And for the first 75% of the book, I thought it would. But as the novel progresses, Lippman's plotting starts getting sloppier and sloppier: motives become increasingly tenuous, suspects start confessing for no reason other than (seemingly) to further the plot, actions trigger increasingly improbable consequences, and Maddie starts manifesting superhuman abilities (an ability to leap to deductions that would dazzle even Holmes; a sudden, inexplicable capacity for literary genius) despite demonstrating no previous signs of brilliance. Indeed, I found Maddie's whole "character arc" becoming more and more annoying as the story progressed, her early demonstrations of self-awareness and self-actualization (engaging) becoming increasingly narcissistic and condescending (offputting).
What probably irked me the most, though, was the idea of setting a novel in Baltimore in the 1960s, stuffing it with authentic details about the city (lots of interesting references to specific stores, restaurants, neighborhoods, and city institutions) ... but then neglecting to address in any realistic way the simmering racial issues that were festering in the city at that time. While Lippman faithfully represents the structures of racism that existed at that time - institutionalized discrimination, laws preventing miscegenation - her characters, particularly Maddie, behave in ways that seem weirdly oblivious to the social, emotional, or cultural manifestations of those structures. Don't get me wrong - every novel that mentions race doesn't have to be about racism. But the history of Baltimore, especially in the 1960s, is inescapably entangled with social injustice; to ignore that hits as anachronistic. (Speaking of anachronism, what's the deal with the cover art? Would someone who hadn't read the book guess that the face in the background is supposed to be a stunningly beautiful black woman of the 1960s?)
I suppose you might say that reading this is a bit like eating your favorite junk snack food - delicious, as long as you don't make the mistake of thinking too hard about the ingredients or how many empty calories you are consuming. (