Bluethroat Morning [Paperback]

Jacqui Lofthouse (Author)

Product Details

• Paperback: 400 pages
• Publisher: Bloomsbury. (2000)
• ISBN-10: 0747552568
• ISBN-13: 978-0747552567
• Average Customer Review: 3.9 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (9 customer reviews)

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3 of 3 people found the following review helpful:

1.0 out of 5 stars Initially engaging, but ultimately disappointing., December 1, 2000

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"hphantom" (Moraga, California USA) - See all my reviews

This review is from: A Bluethroat Morning (Hardcover)

Unfortunately, despite its literary deftness, this psychological suspense/mystery novel is like so many others of its type, i.e., it builds up the reader's expectations to a high pitch, and then peters out at its conclusion, as if the author had simply run out of ideas/interest/time, and decided just to be done with the thing.

I heartily concur with the previous reviewers regarding Ms. Lofthouse's exceptional writing talent, but it is wasted here. Her plot revolves around the efforts of Harry, the widower of Alison, a famous model who had abandoned the fashion world to become a novelist, to discover the reason(s) for her suicide and to come to terms with it. Complicating Harry's search for answers are Alison's posthumous idealization by the reading public and a relentless media scrutiny, coupled with the fact she went to her death in the same manner and at the same place as did an ancestress of Harry's, who also happened to be the subject of Alison's current novel-in-progress at the time of her death.

While I generally feel that the most compelling fictional characters are those who are portrayed as flawed, just like regular folks, Ms. Lofthouse's cast is primarily a self-centered, self-seeking, whining bunch. I am old enough to have witnessed the human wreckage and waste that has been left in the wake of those who lived by the '60's slogan, "If it feels good, do it," and am disappointed to find it alive and well, albeit in a fictional tale. Frankly, by the time I reached the conclusion, I would not have minded if a few more of these people had walked into the ocean so that they could not inflict any more pain those around them.

Lastly, a pet peeve -- I find it extremely irritating when a writer with an exceptional command of language resorts to using male locker room vocabulary to refer to male and female anatomy, sexual activity, etc., especially when it occurs in a third-person narrative format, as it does in this case. Judging by her novel as a whole, Ms. Lofthouse can certainly do better than that.

2 of 2 people found the following review helpful:

4.0 out of 5 stars Fantastic., June 17, 2004

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Robert P. Beveridge "xterminal" (Lakewood, OH) - See all my reviews
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This review is from: A Bluethroat Morning (Hardcover)

Jacqui Lofthouse, Bluethroat Morning (Bloomsbury, 2001)

Jacqui Lofthouse's second novel has faded into obscurity at an amazing rate (Amazon will still let you add it to your cart, but when it comes to actually shipping the thing...). This is truly a travesty of justice, for Bluethroat Morning is the best literary mystery I've read in a very long time.

Harry Bliss' wife, Alison, committed suicide six years ago by the rather odd method of stripping, walking into the ocean, and drowning. It takes a lot to drown yourself while not weighted down. (Try it sometime.) His life since has been almost cloistered, nothing but work and sleep. Until, that is, he meets his best friend's daughter, a nineteen-year-old who happens to bear a striking resemblance to Harry's grandfather's second wife, about whom Alison's second novel was going to be about before she killed herself in the middle of writing it. Helen, the daughter, is vicariously attracted to Harry through being one of Alison's legion of fans; it's almost inevitable the two of them begin a torrid affair. This is the lynchpin that drives Harry to the understanding that he must find out what happened in the two weeks before Alison's death, while she was on working holiday at the resort town of Glaven, in order to get on with his own life.

Bluethroat Morning is plotted with such an intricacy that the reader will start seeing symbolism in every word (how much of it is red herring I will leave to you to discover) and start reading ominous gestures into every action taken by every character, major or minor. The subplots and various threads of the mystery are skillfully woven, with nothing left unresolved at any point and every character eventually finding a use, even the red herrings. All this combines with Lofthouse's easy economy with words and direct approach to the subject matter to create a book both complex and readable, not an easy thing to find. Hovers a little on the "tell" side of "show, don't tell" now and again, but that's the book's only flaw (and it is a minor one; never more than a few toes over the line). Absolutely astonishing, and highly recommended. A candidate for the year's ten best reads list. ****

1 of 1 people found the following review helpful:

4.0 out of 5 stars Under a Spell, October 27, 2001

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Susan Kerr (London, UK) - See all my reviews

This review is from: A Bluethroat Morning (Hardcover)

Other reviews have outlined Harry's search into the suicide of his novelist (shades of Plath) and ex-model (shades of Kate Moss?) wife, so I will leap to my conclusions. As things narrow down to old man Ern (the keeper of secrets), factors and facts about the past begin to pull together, and I came completely under this Bluethroat Morning's spell.
I was gripped not only by the storyline but by some magic of the narrative voice. There is something of John Fowles's The Magus about it: a man, set apart, seeking in a strange isolated setting, worlds within worlds, time within time, though without The Magus's conspiracy element or high mythology. Even the protagonist has similarities.. an egocentric, self-pitying, sex-solves-things guy... yet I was still hooked on his search. The evocation of Norfolk and area is brilliant, Ern is a superb character, and the boat scene and climactic scene at Ern's cottage complete with ancient clocks, an obsessive newspaper collection and glass cases full of eerie stuffed birds -- wow. I was less enthralled with Alison herself, what we knew of her; perhaps she deserves a novel of her own?
Lofthouse isn't afraid to create lush, nearly gothic settings and makes them a good and believable read. I agree with some of the customer reviews that some of the overwriting or repetition could be edited down, but forgive this because I was grateful and intrigued to read a book that, quite simply, got me and wouldn't let go.