Tue 12 Jan 2021
Reviewed by David Vineyard: ROBERT L. FISH – Isle of Snakes.
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ROBERT L. FISH – Isle of Snakes. Captain José da Silva #2. Simon & Schuster, hardcover, 1963. Avon G1241, paperback, [1964?]; Ace, paperback, circa 1971.
It was never merely that Robert L. Fish was an accomplished writer of suspense, a gifted purveyor of mystery plots, and had a wry sense of humor that ran through his work. He was always something more: a damn good writer who chose to work in the mystery genre.
Isle of Snakes is in Fish’s best known series featuring Brazilian policeman Captain José ‘Zé’ de Silva, a charming, intelligent, and often swashbuckling adventurer liaison between the local police and Interpol (*), a swarthy pock faced figure in a red Jaguar who is often aided by American Wilson (just Wilson “He was a stocky, nondescript man…â€) security officer at the Embassy who is also tied to Interpol, and who, while a valuable ally, always may have his own goals and motives (spelled CIA) in any collaboration with da Silva.
The book opens with a man on the bus/truck above headed for the coast. He notices killers are after him, but manages to reach Rio before he is murdered. His body ends up in the morgue (the Instituto Medico-Legal in the Rua dos Invalidos), a case for Zé, and a weird one when a package shows up delivered by the dead man to an American hotel containing a stuffed coral snake.
Nothing directly ties the case to Interpol and da Silva, but he is intrigued, as Wilson notes,“Speak of having imagination! You could start with a damp bar rag and build up a distillery!†He’s soon proved right though when it becomes clear someone is willing to kill for that deadly little stuffed snake and his beloved red Jaguar is blown up in the garage when the attendant starts it.
Before it is over Wilson and Zé will realize why a man was murdered for a stuffed snake, smash a powerful criminal conspiracy, and of course find themselves on that island of snakes from the title before a rapid paced finale and chase.
It must be mentioned that the very best of Fish’s books move so rapidly you can hardly catch your breath. The da Silva novels come in around sixty thousand words, this one only has seven chapters, and the action, repartee between Zé and Wilson, and unveiling mystery will leave you breathless.
“In case you’re keeping a record,†Da Silva said with a grin, “I also don’t like snakes.†He drank his brandy and lit a cigarette. “Not to mention civilians.â€
They are one of the best Holmes/Watson teams in the genre, only below Nero Wolfe and Archie Goodwin, their wry humor and fast paced action still a model of the perfect way to write a modern thriller.
If you like your mystery novels clever, funny, fast moving, and delightful Fish is the right mix for you, and he goes perfectly with red or white wine.
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(*) Interpol in these books is an entirely fictitious version of the real private police organization whose troubled past as a Nazi front organization who then helped Nazi War Criminals escape after the War and has since had a checkered history with many of its top officials charged and convicted of various crimes has never had active agents and was mostly useful for issuing information on Persons of Interest (Yellow Sheets) and wanted criminals (Red Sheets) to member organizations. Contrary to television and movies many Federal police agencies have never subscribed to Interpol here because of their history.
January 12th, 2021 at 5:20 pm
I don’t remember much of the story line, but there is one lengthy passage in this book that I will never forget. It will stay with me forever!
January 12th, 2021 at 7:02 pm
Just the breathless passages of Wilson holding his breath with Ze at the wheel of a car are thrilling even when they aren’t chasing anything.
Though without giving anything away I’m pretty sure which passage you are referring to.
There are many fine writers today, but just off hand I can’t think of anyone with Fish’s combination of energy, pace, skill, style, and cleverness.
January 12th, 2021 at 11:12 pm
regarding coral snakes and their similar-looking, non-lethal cousin:
“Red on black? Friend to Jack.
Red on yeller? Kill a feller.”
That’s how you tell.
January 13th, 2021 at 12:00 am
If the characters in this novel didn’t know that bit of doggerel, they really should have.
January 13th, 2021 at 6:23 pm
Not sure it scans in Portuguese.
We had them down around Houston, and my father spotted one and came in to get my great Grandfather’s old Colt Peacemaker. A few minutes later he came back in not having fired the weapon and said: “I killed it with a spade, it was smaller than the bullets.”