REVIEWED BY WALTER ALBERT


DONALD ZOCHERT – Another Weeping Woman. Holt, Rinehart and Winston, 1980. No paperback edition.

   A young woman camper is apparently mauled and killed by a bear. The autopsy establishes that she also had a bullet in her head and that she was dead before either the bullet or the bear got her. A good start, and then it’s downhill all the way.

   The main problem with this book is the style: “The thing I’ll remember most is the car horn. The sound of that car horn just after dawn — filling the little valley with its wounded cry, echoing off those cliffs and rising up the cirque in that cold September air to the face of the Grasshopper itself.” This is the opening paragraph, and the portentous, tense tone is maintained for 262 pages. “The house had been taken over by darkness. The wind cried in through the shattered windows, the wind and the darkness and the night rasping past the teeth of glass that grinned in the wooden frames.”

   This is a desperate, adjective-laden, overwritten novel, and if the angst-ridden symphonies of Mahler or a hysterical guitar savagely resounding in a shadowy, empty hall crouching in a hungry night are your sound, you’ll have a grand time. I’ll have a soda with a twist of lime, thank you, Archie.

   Post-scriptum. In this year of our Lord, 1982, it is still possible to find a novel that features a “Mr. Big.”

— Reprinted from The MYSTERY FANcier, Vol. 6, No. 4, July-August 1982.


Bibliographic Notes:   The detective in this case, which is set in Montana, was a Denver-based PI named Nick Caine. There was a second adventure, The Man of Glass (Holt, 1982), and that was the end of his recorded career. Zochert wrote one other mystery, Murder in the Hellfire Club (Holt, 1978), set in mid-18th century London.