The Rubber Band (Nero Wolfe, #3).
By Rex Stout.
My rating ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ out of 5 stars.
What do a Wild West lynching and a respected English nobleman have in common? On the surface, absolutely nothing. But when a young woman hires his services, it becomes Nero Wolfe’s job to look deeper and find the connection. A forty-year-old pact, a five-thousand-mile search, and a million-dollar murder are all linked to an international scandal that could rebound on the great detective and his partner, Archie, with fatal abruptness.
Another good book in the Nero Wolfe series. I am sure that these books, given their fame and age, have already been reviewed so many times that every word have been analyzed so there is probably not much I can say about this one.
It is a good, well written crime mystery. One may or may not like Nero Wolfe with his somewhat abrasive character. It is probably not a character for the easily offended woke mob but then the text itself is probably too complicated and difficult for that group of individuals.
I very much like him although I have to say that, after only having watched the 1981 TV-Show I was surprised when I started to read the real deal as to how badly Nero Wolfe really bullies poor Archie. Actually, sometimes Nero Wolfe can be really petty and vindicative and his insults are in a class by themselves. He compensates for this with his intellect and his mastery in solving mysteries, specifically crime mysteries.
One thing the character of Nero Wolfe shares with another favorite detective of mine, Hercule Poirot, is his habit of gathering everyone towards the end and reveal all their secrets before finally revealing the perpetrator of the crime in question. Here his verbal, almost abusive, manners comes well in hand.
Although Nero Wolfe also shares some of Hercule Poirot’s eccentricities, especially his love of food, they are also much different. I dare say that Nero Wolfe is a somewhat American version of Hercule Poirot and when it comes to food it seems to be quantity more than quality. I cannot see Hercule Poirot gorging himself on beer the way Nero Wolfe does for instance. I really gave up on counting how many times Nero Wolfe “rang for a beer”.
Anyway, overall this is a very good crime mystery book. I avoid reading these books in front of the TV, something I do with most other books. Not because it is a difficult book to read despite its somewhat old-fashioned language or the fact that the writing is not exactly for the kind of people that flunked their English classes, but because, in order to follow the story and mystery solving I really need to pay good attention to the dialogue and the details.
I am not convinced about the famous rubber band in this book though. I do doubt it would actually have worked. But then, with the phone systems at the time these books were written… maybe.