Blood Is Dirt

Rating:
Summary: solid story.
Review: Blood Is Dirt (1998)
Robert Wilson
Awards: none
Genre: mystery - modern detective
Date Read: August 6, 2003 - August 12, 2003
Setting: West Africa - Cotonou, Porto-Novo (Benin), Lagos (Nigeria)
Comments: another well written book from Wilson; great characters and story development; interesting setting; easy read; as long as you don't pay more than the cost of a mass market paperback version you will not be disappointed
Advice: recommended

Rating:
Summary: An Atmospheric Thriller
Review: Blood is Dirt is a classic guilty pleasure novel; not meaningful in any larger sense, but a highly entertaining thriller. The complicated and convoluted story involves corruption in the West African states of Benin and Nigeria. In telling his story, Robert Wilson paints a bleak but quite vivid picture of Lagos, Nigeria's largest city.

The novel starts out with a typical trope of the genre; Napier Briggs comes to hero Bruce Medway, with a claim of having been scammed out of nearly $2 million. He has been referred by a bureaucrat in the Lagos office of the British Foreign Office.

Medway and his partner Bagado press Briggs for more details, and Briggs is surprisingly reticent to provide more information, then abruptly leaves the office. Medway decides to seek one more meeting with Briggs, in large part because his partnership with Bagado is all but defunct, and they need a client, even one who spells trouble as obviously as Briggs does. When Medway has a second, brief rendezvous with Briggs, Briggs disappears and soon thereafter turns up dead.

One reason why these books are enjoyable is that Bruce Medway is an appealing anti-hero. He's not all James Bond-like swagger and masterfulness; his failures and his vulnerabilities all but overwhelm him. And while he has the traditional values of being street smart, cynical, and hustling to get by, he's not so jaded as to not be repulsed when he confronts true evil.

My only cavil is this: Don't read Blood is Dirt with the usual goal of trying to figure out "who dun it" and why. Robert Wilson's plot is almost too labrythine to follow, and more importantly, he cheats by holding back too much information until the end.

But that shouldn't dissuade readers. This is a very stylish and highly readable piece of noir fiction.

Rating:
Summary: Highly Readable Thriller
Review: Blood is Dirt is Robert Wilson's third installment in the Brude Medway series, thrillers set in West Africa.

The Medway series works for two reasons: Bruce Medway is an interesting anti-hero and Wilson is very good at physical description, and he makes the cities and countryside of this region come alive.

About Bruce Medway. The idea of a lone hero battling his (or her) own demons while simultaneously trying to achieve justice for his clients is a standard trope for fleshing out PIs. The usual way this gets played out is that the hero has some terrible unresolved loss in his past that impels him toward life as a loner, and perhaps as a lone avenger. Medway is a different spin: his troubles are not in the past, but are right there in this story. His partnership with Bagado is all but defunct, the partners are almost out of work, and clearly desperate for a paying client. Nor is all set with Medway's personal life, his on-and-off relationship with his German girlfried appears at risk once again.

When he describes the stultifying and oppressive heat, for example, and how it affects his characters, I get clammy myself. And it's not just the heat that he describes, it's the look, the feel, even the smell of these places, and the contrast between the mostly-European operated hotels and fancy restaurants and the varying degrees of misery that the vast majority of the population lives in.

So when Napier Briggs comes to Medway's office with a sketchy story about having been scammed out of nearly $2 million, and having been referred by a bureaucrat in the Lagos office of the Britsh Foreign Office, but then refuses to give Medway and Bagado enough detail to allow them to assist him, its clear that Briggs is Trouble, and the partners initially turn him away.

Even so, out of his desperation, Medway trails Briggs to his hotel, in hopes of turning Briggs into a paying client. At that point, Briggs then offers Medway a large fee to chaperone him at a meeting at which Briggs is supposed to be paid a small fortune. Medway agrees to accompany Briggs, but when he takes his eyes off of Briggs for just a moment, Briggs disappears, and soon thereafter turns up dead. I won't spoil more of the plot, but needless to say, the point then becomes to determine who killed Napier Briggs and why.

Rating:
Summary: If Chandler Lived in West Africa
Review: If Raymond Chandler was an acerbic Brit living in Benin, well, okay, he wouldn't be Raymond Chandler, but Robert Wilson is a latter day Chandler, who describes the complexities of African corruption, gives us the flavor of heat and violence, and presents an expat private eye (Bruce Medway) who is smart, funny and about the only dry thing in West Africa.

This novel is interesting, smart about Africa, especially Nigeria, Benin, corporate fraud and political corruption. It's also funny and moves along at a good clip. Wilson is deft with characterization and complexity, and the writing is so evocative you'll feel by turns drunk, hot or terrified as you read.

A great example of what detective fiction should be: smart, original, funny and interesting.

Rating:
Summary: (3.5)Power and corruption on the Dark Continent
Review: Private Investigator Bruce Medway's new client runs into an obstacle getting to the office: the neighbors are gutting a sheep in front of the building, a gruesome enough sight to almost run Napier Briggs off, but that's life on the coast of West Africa, at least in Medway's world. The prospective client makes it to the office Medway shares with his partner, the sage Bagado, a familiar character from previous books.

West Africa, especially where Medway does his business, is the Wild West fast-forwarded to a futurescape scraped raw by poverty and advancing ecological disaster. There's money to be made on every illegitimate enterprise known to mankind, but on the average, life is worthless. But all this is familiar to Medway in his line of work. This time he muddles through toxic waste disposal, black market nuclear weapons, money scams, Mafia killings, bribery of government officials and assorted thugs who delight in a little obscene torture before murder.

On the one hand, Medway and Bagado are investigating the existence of a toxic waste dump in Nigeria. At the same time, the intrepid PI is tentatively researching the gruesome death of his almost-client, Napier Briggs, for the man's surviving daughter. As luck would have it, the two issues are intertwined and it is in the unraveling that Medway skates along the edge of danger.

This is the third in Wilson's West Africa/Medway detective series and each book offers up enough villains, creeps and criminals to intimidate all but the faint of heart. While Medway works his way through the clues, the reader learns about the criminal-ridden coast of Africa, the spoilers and exploiters who live to plunder the unwary. The contrast between the elite, the ultra-rich power brokers and the people who struggle to survive day to day in Africa is stunning, an enormous division between the classes and implied corruptibility in the pursuit of power.

There is no shortage of stories or schemes on the African continent and Wilson proves, once again, that his witty hero loves this place in spite of the pitfalls, always ready for a new adventure and eager to make a buck. Wilson seduces with a plunge into the dark heart of violence, where conscience has no purchase; yet the often naive Medway, dodges through shadows, avoiding the lurking face of the Grim Reaper. Never a disappointment, Wilson has created a new mystery genre: African noir. Luan Gaines/2004.

Rating:
Summary: Good, But Not Great
Review: The back cover compares the author to Raymond Chandler. This is true only to a degree. The narrative is first person and the writer attempts to imitate Chandler, but the plot is confusing and the ultimate solution is somewhat simplistic and obvious. The author writes well, but the reader is always flipping to prior chapters to try to figure out who a character is and where the character entered the story. In sum, this book is good, but not great.