Calamity Town

by Ellery Queen

Ebook, 2011

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My mom had the Wrightsville Murders omnibus on our bookshelves when I was growing up. It was a big heavy hardback containing three full-length Ellery Queen novels — Calamity Town, Crazy Like a Fox, and Ten Days' Wonder — that I devoured starting in about sixth grade (40-some years ago). And I
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knew I had re-read it more than once, but I don't think I fully grasped how often I must have read and re-read it until I started this latest read of the first book in the omnibus, Calamity Town.

On every page — nearly in every paragraph — there was a phrase or sentence or scrap of dialogue that triggered the strongest sense of dejà vu. It wasn't so much that I remember the outlines of the story or whodunit (I actually didn't) but that I remember actual words and phrases! I've never had that happen before and it was a pleasingly disconcerting sensation.

Fortunately the vertigo wore off after Part I (which makes me wonder if I read and re-read just the first section over and over? I wish I could go back in time to find out, but then again that would mean living through junior high and high school again and no thank you) and I could just enjoy the book for what it is, which is a splendidly plotted mystery full of appealing characters put into realistic situations and left to find their way out.

A brief plot overview: It's 1940, and famous writer Ellery Queen has traveled to Wrightsville, a small town in upstate New York, in search of "color" for his next mystery novel. While there, he is befriended by the Wright family, descendants of the town's founder. That leaves him in the perfect place to observe as one misadventure after another befalls the family, culminating in the requisite murder.

Perhaps because they take Ellery out of his usual New York City locale, the Wrightsville novels have always had an extra appeal for me. Whereas the "regular" Queen mysteries set in NYC seem to rely on intricately formed plots with clues and red herrings scattered about, in Wrightsville the characters come to life fully formed and breathing. Incredibly for a novel written in the 1940s, there is virtually no offensive racial stereotyping or cheap laughs gained at the expense of the "hicks" that populate Wrightsville. Ellery does not condescend to his hosts, not even the Town Soak who is prone to declaiming Shakespeare from his drunken perch at the base of the founder's statue in the town square. It feels so much like a real town that I am half convinced I've been there before.

I guess the best thing I can say about this novel is that now I remember why I read and re-read it over and over all those years ago. It's a magnificent piece of scene-setting and characterization, with a mystery that more than lives up to its surrounding structure. I have a feeling I won't wait another 30 years before reading this one again ...
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Description

In post-Depression America, an amateur sleuth uncovers a small town's dark side in "the best mystery produced by Ellery Queen" (The New York Times).   At the tail end of the long summer of 1940, there is nowhere in the country more charming than Wrightsville. The Depression has abated, and for the first time in years the city is booming. There is hope in Wrightsville, but Ellery Queen has come looking for death.   The mystery author is hoping for fodder for a novel, and he senses the corruption that lurks beneath the apple pie façade. He rents a house owned by the town's first family, whose three daughters star in most of the local gossip. One is fragile, left at the altar three years ago and never recovered. Another is engaged to the city's rising political star, an upright man who's already boring her. And then there's Lola, the divorced, bohemian black sheep. Together, they make a volatile combination. Once he sees the ugliness in Wrightsville, Queen sits back--waiting for the crime to come to him.… (more)

Language

Original language

English

Original publication date

1942

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review posted at An American Bluestocking
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