I've been listening to Decoder Ring Theatre podcasts for years, I don't even know how many. I've enjoyed Martin Bracknell's immortal Black Jack Justice and his hot-as-inner-city-sidewalks-during-a-heatwave side kick Trixie Dixon long enough that just writing that brings the sound of the opening credits into my inner inner ear, the one deep inside my brain. And now I know the back story, I know how these two smart talking detectives became a team. The story seems longer than the usual podcast. It's perfect as a book. And, because of those unwasted hours spent listening to the able voices of the Decoder Ring Theatre, I was able to "hear" this book, again in that inner inner ear.
It's a great story, good plot, great pacing, and swell banter throughout. Loved the alternating point-of-view, made a strong story stronger. If only I had the wit at hand to express my feelings as clearly and obliquely as Mr. Justice and Miss Dixon.
Even if you're not a Decoder Ring Theatre afficionado, this is a great detective story in the school of "hard boiled" '40s and '50s pulp fiction genre. And if you're not a Decoder Ring Theatre listener you're missing some great theatre, don't read any further, just hop over to your podcast subscription tool d'platform and grab yourself a regular dose of great coffee and detection. Even though Jack has yet to offer me a cup, forcing me to provide my own and dream of his story-famous coffee pot, I feel welcomed time and time again.
I raise my cup, Gregg Taylor has hit it out of the park on this one.
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