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I love Longmire and George Guidall.
That said, I am getting the teensyest, tiniest feeling that I'm being strung along here. Though this is an OK installment in the Series, it's rather short, and the major, continuing story of recent books gets short shrift.
On the (plausible) theory that any Longmire book is better than no Longmire book, we loyal readers will take what we can get. This story about bikers in the Black Hills and around the Devil's Tower has the humor and the characters we have come to love, but the overall impression is of the "where's the beef?" sort. What we really want is a resolution to the son-in-law matter (fans will know what I mean here), and much more avoidance of this mystery becomes so much treading water.
Writers need money like the rest of us and time to develop their plots. But I can't help wondering how long we must wait (and how many more credits we must spend) to move the arcing story along.
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Stugis, the center of the motorcycle universe, is the backdrop for this novel. And…therein lies the problem. Longmire novels are usually long on setting, where characters adapt to landscape, shaped by more than the mere antagonist criminal exploits of bad guys/gals. I remember when Walt, Vic and the "Cheyenne Nation" used to transform with your Wyoming settings and situations seamlessly towards a crescendo of bullets and personal epiphanies (not any more). And definitely not in this novel! In this novel nobody transforms…they just crack jokes…lots of them…most are mundane and puerile.
So what we have here is a novel where comedy and banal quips replace solid plot and compelling setting as if Craig Johnson just plain got bored feeding us (the reader/listener) with solid, tight, and sequential story lines that keep us riveted to our earbuds. Sort of like, "Hell, I got my TV gig so I am going to churn out a novel that's easy so I can keep my loyal readers watching my show." Feh!
I'll be blunt. The Longmire series is not even a close approximation of the novels. It's Bosch with a six gun and a big fat star on Robert Taylor's chest. The characters are too young and do not reflect the wisdom and personal experiences of the Vietnam Veteran Walt and Henry Standing Bear.
This Novel, "An Obvious Fact," is written for TV…flashy women, shiny motorcycles, fast car chases and weirdos of every stripe. We've been punked.
Goodbye Craig Johnson. Peddle this stuff in "Bring Cash Alley," where Dave Robicheaux's found his (and Walt, probably his) big .45. It's pulp.
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