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Epitaphs (Nameless Detective Mystery)

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Author Bill Pronzini has always made it clear that Nameless is Italian. Sooner or later, one of the books had to move closer to San Francisco's Italian heritage and Epitaphs is the book that does that. From detailed descriptions of the changing character of North Beach and bocce games to exploring notions of family honor from the old country, Epitaphs is rich in cultural heritage.

The mystery itself is a reversion to the earliest Nameless books in which the facts are not hard to discern, and the story stands on its character development. The subject here is the nature of friendship.

Nameless has always been more interested in doing the right thing than in getting into the right income bracket. So when a friend asks him to look into the disappearance of their mutual friend's beautiful granddaughter, Gianna Fornessi, Nameless grumbles . . . but agrees to help. Pretty soon, he's suspicious that something's wrong. Gianna has left the job her grandfather thinks she has, and lives on a spending scale that the former job would not have supported. Meeting her roommate, Ashley Hansen, makes Nameless more suspicious.

The plot complications start soon as Ashley is killed in their apartment. In each complication, another layer of civilization is peeled off of society, leaving Nameless to explore many of the basest human instincts.

In his personal life, the split with Eberhardt that began in Quarry gets worse. On the other hand, his relationship with Kerry Wade improves as Cybil and he are reconciled.

The book's end connects to Nameless's change of character after Shackles. He becomes judge and jury concerning a serious offense.

As I read this book, I was reminded of the dark Raymond Chandler stories about family secrets as well as Chinatown. Epitaphs is a worthy successor to those fine works.

Bill Pronzini's EPITAPHS is not the strongest entry in the Nameless Detective series, but an also-ran by Pronzini is better than the best effort by a substantial number of other authors. In this entry, Nameless is asked to investigate a charge of theft against the daughter of one of the old Italian men who play bocce in the park. Gianna Fornessi's landlord has accused her of stealing $[...], but when Nameless questions the landlord, the latter has changed his story. It was all a mistake, he assures Nameless, and the obvious injury he has suffered was caused by a fall on the stairs. The case should be over, but something is clearly amiss, as Nameless understands when he meets Gianna's roommate. Soon, Nameless finds himself exploring a seedy world of which prostitution and pornography are only the tip.

As is generally the case in the Nameless series, Nameless's private life figures prominently in the story. Life with Kerry is good, and there are even indications that her mother, long opposed to Nameless's presence in her daughter's life, is willing to make amends. However, Eberhardt, Nameless's partner, is unhappy in the partnership and is contemplating dissolution, quite against Nameless's wishes. Moreover, Eberhardt seems to consider their far more important friendship over.

Pronzini is adept at combining thrilling mysteries with poignant character studies, and several entries in the Nameless series are remarkable for just that combination. EPITAPHS falls short on both counts of the standard Pronzini has set. That being said, EPITAPHS is certainly a worthy read; it's just not Pronzini at his best.

It's hard not to enjoy Pronzini and his elegant simple detective tales. They really feel a lot like Marlow transplanted half a century into the future. `Epitaphs' is another good strong story that fits in well with the rest of the series. On the other hand, this book feels uninspired against what I would consider a five star book. `Epitaphs' feels like filler, wedged in between Pronzini's first very good books and his later interesting and unique story structures that you will find in his last couple of additions to the series. I would equate this book as being on par with the more forgettable Tony Hillerman or Dick Francis books. This is not a negative in my book, instead I would say that my comment is one that should lead you to pick `Epitaphs' up and enjoy it in the context of the greater series as a whole. It's just that this is not the book I would recommend to anyone of whom I would like to find interest in the Nameless Detective series.

If you have not read Lawrence Block's Matthew Scudder series and enjoy Pronzini, I would whole-heartedly recommend these books to you. Start with the first in the series and read the first seven or so. They are great up to that point and then start to become redundant.

I love Bill Pronzini. While not as good as "Blue Lonesome," I really enjoyed this novel about a prostitution ring and game-cock fighting bad guys. Others can go into more detail, but I'll mention a wonderful Italian phrase used by the old Italian in the story: "La bellezza delle bellezze, "The beauty of beauties. Ah, sweet! Prozini's occasional use of an Italian phrase really set the mood for this San Francisco story about an old Italian's search for a missing niece.

I would agree with the other reviewer to start with another of Prozini's books.