Sunday, 13 May 2012

Like Memories Seem to Fade

Much time has passed and many books read since I last updated.
But one of them stood a cut above the rest, worthy of mention by itself.

Anthony Horowitz - The House of Silk

Horowitz most certainly delivers with this latest piece of Holmes pastiche. With nearly 400 pages of story told, as it should be, by Watson, this is one of the larger novels to be released.
The story starts off with Watson telling of Holmes' recent passing away. He continues by stating that the case we are about the read, has been sealed away for one hundred years, when people could perhaps stomach the gruesome tale of the Flat Capped Man.

It starts off simple enough, with Holmes demonstrating his genius by a single observation; a client appears requesting help in finding a criminal and this all leads to the main plot of the illustrious House of Silk, an institute that apparently does not shirk from anything evil. Their search leads them to many locales, both familiar and unfamiliar and cameos from unexpected allies.

Now, a better writer than I would be able to describe the story without giving away too many spoilers. But seeing as I understand my limitations, suffice to say that the story will have enough twists to keep you entertained all the way through. (And none of this Dan Brown-esque let's just rehash what's been written before)
Horowitz manages to pull off Doyle's characteristic style of storytelling, without it getting caught up in archaic language or entirely unhinged plot. The cameos or the references aren't too obtrusive, and once the story starts rolling, you'll want to finish it in one reading. It's just that good.

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