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The Feral Detective: A Novel Hardcover – Deckle Edge, November 6, 2018
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Jonathan Lethem’s first detective novel since Motherless Brooklyn
“One of America’s greatest storytellers.” —Washington Post
Phoebe Siegler first meets Charles Heist in a shabby trailer on the eastern edge of Los Angeles. She’s looking for her friend’s missing daughter, Arabella, and hires Heist to help. A laconic loner who keeps his pet opossum in a desk drawer, Heist intrigues the sarcastic and garrulous Phoebe. Reluctantly, he agrees to help. The unlikely pair navigate the enclaves of desert-dwelling vagabonds and find that Arabella is in serious trouble—caught in the middle of a violent standoff that only Heist, mysteriously, can end. Phoebe’s trip to the desert was always going to be strange, but it was never supposed to be dangerous. . . .
Jonathan Lethem’s first detective novel since Motherless Brooklyn, The Feral Detective is a singular achievement by one of our greatest writers.
- Print length336 pages
- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherEcco
- Publication dateNovember 6, 2018
- Dimensions6 x 1.09 x 9 inches
- ISBN-100062859064
- ISBN-13978-0062859068
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“A highbrow mystery. . . . Fans of Motherless Brooklyn take note.” — Washington Post
“Being a Jonathan Lethem novel, natural, The Feral Detective has plenty to say about American society along the way.” — Newsday
“Lethem [is] a master of the genre-bending detective novel and eccentric characters.” — Huffington Post
“The Feral Detective investigates our haunted America in all its contemporary guises — at the edge of the city, beyond the blank desert, in the apartment next door. It’s a nimble and uncanny performance, brimming with Lethem’s trademark verve and wit.” — Colson Whitehead
“Like The Crying of Lot 49 as written and directed by Elaine May, The Feral Detective is hilarious and terrifying and wrenching. Phoebe is one of the grandest, funniest heroes I’ve come upon in a long time.” — Megan Abbott
“Wild, urgent, and very funny. As always, Lethem writes knowingly and brilliantly about weird, off-the-grid, wayward America. In his ever-more-electric prose, he illuminates both the barbarity and the beauty.” — Dana Spiotta
“I want to read a shelf of Heist. I want to make him my new Travis McGee, and that’s, seriously, the highest praise I know.” — Joshua Cohen
“A funny but rage-fueled stunner. . . . Both [characters] are compelling, as are the desert setting and the vividly realized descriptions of its dwellers. . . . An unrelentingly paced tale. . . . Utterly unique and absolutely worthwhile.” — Booklist (starred review)
“Surrealistic, genre-bending. . . . The personal nature of Phoebe’s tectonic shift in the desert is palpable, made flesh by Lethem’s linguistic alchemy. . . . A haunting tour of the gulf between the privileged and the dispossessed.” — Kirkus Reviews (starred review)
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Phoebe Siegler first meets Charles Heist in a shabby trailer on the eastern edge of Los Angeles. She’s looking for her friend’s miss-ing daughter, Arabella, and hires Heist to help. A laconic loner who keeps his pet opossum in a desk drawer, Heist intrigues the sarcastic and garrulous Phoebe. Reluctantly, he agrees to help. The unlikely pair navigate the enclaves of desert-dwelling vagabonds and find that Arabella is in serious trouble—caught in the middle of a violent standoff that only Heist, mysteriously, can end. Phoebe’s trip to the desert was always going to be strange, but it was never supposed to be dangerous . . .
Jonathan Lethem’s first detective novel since Motherless Brooklyn delivers the same memorable delights: ecstatic word-play, deeply felt characters, and a wonderfully offbeat sense of humor. The Feral Detective is a singular achievement by one of our greatest writers.
About the Author
Jonathan Lethem is the bestselling author of twelve novels, including The Arrest, The Feral Detective, The Fortress of Solitude, and Motherless Brooklyn, winner of the National Book Critics Circle Award. He currently teaches creative writing at Pomona College in California.
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- Publisher : Ecco; First Edition (November 6, 2018)
- Language : English
- Hardcover : 336 pages
- ISBN-10 : 0062859064
- ISBN-13 : 978-0062859068
- Item Weight : 1.2 pounds
- Dimensions : 6 x 1.09 x 9 inches
- Best Sellers Rank: #289,826 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)
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About the author

Jonathan Lethem was born in New York and attended Bennington College.
He is the author of seven novels including Fortress of Solitude and Motherless Brooklyn, which was named Novel of the Year by Esquire and won the National Book Critics Circle Award and the Salon Book Award, as well as the Macallan Crime Writers Association Gold Dagger.
He has also written two short story collections, a novella and a collection of essays, edited The Vintage Book of Amnesia, guest-edited The Year's Best Music Writing 2002, and was the founding fiction editor of Fence magazine.
His writings have appeared in the New Yorker, Rolling Stone, McSweeney's and many other periodicals.
He lives in Brooklyn, New York
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I am a fan of detective novels containing a flawed leading character (aren’t they all) and my two favorites are books by Michael Connelly and Jo Nesbo; each who include an honest description of the geography as a key component of the story. Connelly, in Los Angeles, and Nesbo in Oslo (both also in Hong Kong). I have spent time in these cities and the descriptions are very accurate and add texture. I grew up in Mt. Baldy and that was the reason the book was suggested to me. The author teaches at Pomona College, less than ½ hour away, and Mt. Baldy is tiny compared to the cities mentioned above yet he fails to adequately capture any of it. He takes the time to dismiss the area below the mountain as unlivable, except for some faint praise regarding Claremont (a wonderful college town with many well-kept craftsman houses) yet fails to adequately describe this stunningly beautiful, dramatic canyon with mountains steeply thrusting up on three sides: a site rarely seen in most mountain villages. The village is surrounded by Forest Service land so there is no modern growth or condos scaling the hillsides leaving a delightfully unchanged village inhabited by wonderful families who have lived there for many years. The Mt. Baldy Lodge is a log, washrock and glass structure with a waterwheel built in the early 1900’s and it’s rustic charm is not described. His description of the denizens in the Mt. Baldy lodge is accurate but these people do not represent the local villagers as some of these lodge customers are many times bikers and other miscreants from the flatlands; it would be fair to note that.
I like the reference to Leonard Cohen and his study of Buddhism at the Zen Center as a reason Arabella might visit Mt. Baldy, it is true and an excellent set-up to the narrative. The Zen center is up above the village, maybe four miles, near the ski lifts, initially properly placed and described in the book, in the Harwood lodge across the streambed from Snowcrest Resort and they have been there since 1971. However, when Heist wants to leave Phoebe’s rental car, he states that the Zen center (Zendo) is in, or near, the village; totally wrong. There is a reference to Goat Ridge Road and, while there is a street named Goat something it leads only to a house on the hillside overlooking the village. The lapis Lazuli mineral is in Barrett Canyon below the village and perhaps he has renamed it Goat Ridge Road. There are other references to Places that I am not sure exist, but the author deserves credit if it turns out that he is correct and my apologies will follow. Artistic license that adds to the story is fine, but these lapses do not appear to do that.
Heist becomes more believable and his task admirable once his background is explained. The initial visit to his office is a bit surreal and initially off-putting. This section between Claremont and Upland is correctly described.
I cannot determine if Phoebe is being a typical hyper-critical New Yorker visiting and dissing California or........ she is being made fun of for having a stereotypical New Yorker reaction. There is a certain conflicted verbal and mental narrative stream from her throughout that I did enjoy and, when viewed carefully, is revealing and endearing. Her speech in the restaurant at the Spa Resort at the end of the book capsulized her shifting positions and insecurities. In the end was she also escaping the cult of her own regional groupthink?
Will she stay with Heist, not sure, but she will not return to her former existence. I think she is attracted to him and his cause could add meaning to her self -described former shallow existence. She does indicate that, like her mother’s guidance regarding her university choice and Heist leading her out of the restaurant during her frazzled soliloquy that she sometimes requires some guidance.
Maybe we are all in a cult of some type uncritically believing our selected leaders and news sources. Maybe that is the essence of the book.
If we are, in fact, blinded by our own bubble causing groupthink, I recommend a book called Factfulness written by a Swedish doctor who spent much time with Doctors without Borders on the African continent dealing with devastating health issues, written by Hans Rosling; It is uplifting as the world is better off than commonly acknowledged and cautionary as our trusted leaders are not that well informed.
Despite my criticisms I found it an enjoyable experience
Reviewed in the United States 🇺🇸 on November 29, 2019
The Feral Detective-
I am a fan of detective novels containing a flawed leading character (aren’t they all) and my two favorites are books by Michael Connelly and Jo Nesbo; each who include an honest description of the geography as a key component of the story. Connelly, in Los Angeles, and Nesbo in Oslo (both also in Hong Kong). I have spent time in these cities and the descriptions are very accurate and add texture. I grew up in Mt. Baldy and that was the reason the book was suggested to me. The author teaches at Pomona College, less than ½ hour away, and Mt. Baldy is tiny compared to the cities mentioned above yet he fails to adequately capture any of it. He takes the time to dismiss the area below the mountain as unlivable, except for some faint praise regarding Claremont (a wonderful college town with many well-kept craftsman houses) yet fails to adequately describe this stunningly beautiful, dramatic canyon with mountains steeply thrusting up on three sides: a site rarely seen in most mountain villages. The village is surrounded by Forest Service land so there is no modern growth or condos scaling the hillsides leaving a delightfully unchanged village inhabited by wonderful families who have lived there for many years. The Mt. Baldy Lodge is a log, washrock and glass structure with a waterwheel built in the early 1900’s and it’s rustic charm is not described. His description of the denizens in the Mt. Baldy lodge is accurate but these people do not represent the local villagers as some of these lodge customers are many times bikers and other miscreants from the flatlands; it would be fair to note that.
I like the reference to Leonard Cohen and his study of Buddhism at the Zen Center as a reason Arabella might visit Mt. Baldy, it is true and an excellent set-up to the narrative. The Zen center is up above the village, maybe four miles, near the ski lifts, initially properly placed and described in the book, in the Harwood lodge across the streambed from Snowcrest Resort and they have been there since 1971. However, when Heist wants to leave Phoebe’s rental car, he states that the Zen center (Zendo) is in, or near, the village; totally wrong. There is a reference to Goat Ridge Road and, while there is a street named Goat something it leads only to a house on the hillside overlooking the village. The lapis Lazuli mineral is in Barrett Canyon below the village and perhaps he has renamed it Goat Ridge Road. There are other references to Places that I am not sure exist, but the author deserves credit if it turns out that he is correct and my apologies will follow. Artistic license that adds to the story is fine, but these lapses do not appear to do that.
Heist becomes more believable and his task admirable once his background is explained. The initial visit to his office is a bit surreal and initially off-putting. This section between Claremont and Upland is correctly described.
I cannot determine if Phoebe is being a typical hyper-critical New Yorker visiting and dissing California or........ she is being made fun of for having a stereotypical New Yorker reaction. There is a certain conflicted verbal and mental narrative stream from her throughout that I did enjoy and, when viewed carefully, is revealing and endearing. Her speech in the restaurant at the Spa Resort at the end of the book capsulized her shifting positions and insecurities. In the end was she also escaping the cult of her own regional groupthink?
Will she stay with Heist, not sure, but she will not return to her former existence. I think she is attracted to him and his cause could add meaning to her self -described former shallow existence. She does indicate that, like her mother’s guidance regarding her university choice and Heist leading her out of the restaurant during her frazzled soliloquy that she sometimes requires some guidance.
Maybe we are all in a cult of some type uncritically believing our selected leaders and news sources. Maybe that is the essence of the book.
If we are, in fact, blinded by our own bubble causing groupthink, I recommend a book called Factfulness written by a Swedish doctor who spent much time with Doctors without Borders on the African continent dealing with devastating health issues, written by Hans Rosling; It is uplifting as the world is better off than commonly acknowledged and cautionary as our trusted leaders are not that well informed.
Despite my criticisms I found it an enjoyable experience
The story concerns a New Yorker named Phoebe Siegler who has come to the Claremont/Upland area of Southern California (would that we might have had a visit from the delightful Bill and Ted of neighboring San Dimas) to find the missing daughter of a friend who has disappeared from Reed College. She engages the services of Charles Heist, the ‘feral detective’ who has been raised amid the lost hippie tribes of the washes, mountains and deserts nearby. The two fall in love (perhaps in like and in lust, though Charles is a gentleman about all this) and their personal story eventually supplants the story of the search for the lost college dropout.
The story is narrated by Phoebe who is both an arrogant and annoying New Yorker and a person fully aware of the manner in which New Yorkers can be arrogant and annoying. Basically, an individual from the east coast bubble comes to a west coast (literally) tribal bubble (not an elitist bubble) and discovers that love may be more important than all of the cultural fissures that characterize our current plight (though she will continue to be appalled by the election of DJT and haunted by her past relationship with the NY Times, whose name she cannot bring herself to pronounce).
The lost hippie tribes have now been divided into female and male camps (the Rabbits and the Bears), who live amid strange, sometimes drug-addled, filth and violence.
This is not THE BIG SLEEP. Nor is it anything like the best work of today’s crime novelists. Nor, as I indicated earlier, is it anything like the beloved MOTHERLESS BROOKLYN.
What it is is not entirely clear. It feels like a vague allegory, but one which could go in multiple, conflicting directions. It could be a search for love and fundamental human values in a world turned to political ugliness. It could be a confirmation of the notion that the putatively ‘humane’ values of the sixties ultimately resulted in the creation of human detritus and took us into the waste land. It could be a meditation on the new tribalism and the manner in which those who are full-fledged members of individual tribal groups must now struggle to extricate themselves from those ultimately ugly and self-destructive associations. It could be a reflection on how our political obsessions blind us to the eternal verities and needs which are currently beyond our ken. Wherever this is heading, Phoebe is not a particularly reliable (nor a particularly attractive) guide. Charles Heist is, ultimately, a sweetie, but a somewhat lost sweetie who must be both saved and, one fears, controlled by a brash New Yorker (who has his best interests at heart, whatever he might consider those interests to be and whatever he might wish those interests to be). Which, I suppose, brings us to another possible meaning of the book: the lost within the hinterlands need the woke authority of the east coast to make them see where happiness lies (whether they wish to proceed there or not).
Bottom line: some skillful and even beautiful writing in isolated moments, but a confusing collage of literary and political voices that never charts a clear way through the moral and cultural thickets in which (JL seems to believe) we now find ourselves. The one thing of which we can be certain is that this is a book that traditional genre readers will have to force themselves to finish, as they feel a growing anger over their lost investment. Hip readers within the cultural inner sanctum will feel superior to those other readers in the process, even though those feelings appear to be in some conflict with the ultimate direction of the novel.
Jonathan Lethem has written a book that astonishes, dismays, disappoints some, but I found it the perfect noir for our times. The book is narrated by a brash, thirty year old woman, Phoebe, who is so upset by trump’s election, she has quit her New York Times job in a rage. Her best friend’s daughter, Arabella, has gone missing from a small college in Portland, Oregon. Phoebe knows Arabella had a thing for Leonard Cohen and May have gone to the Mount Baldy Zen Center outside of LA where Cohen practiced his Buddhism. She hires a private detective, Charles Heist, aka, The Feral Detective, who is a scraggly bearded man who talks little, but seems to know his job.
The investigation takes them to a wilderness outside of LA. Clues lead to a desert where people live off the grid. There two groups are found, The Rabbits, made up of mostly women, who are more civilized, and The Bears, full of misogynistic bullies who believe in violence in a sexual nature. Sound familiar?
And, into this parallel universe of hippies and strangers Phoebe loses Heist but finds a clever group of women, while Heist is in over his head with the violence of the Bears. In this time of confusion, Phoebe finds hope. She has no idea what is happening in the real world, maybe that is for the best.
This is a book of our time with underlying vibes of them and us. Often times funny, but most times worrying. Phoebe is what keeps everything together. Her wise cracking exterior, hiding her anxiety and disgust, but she never gives up. This is the year of the woman, after all.
Recommended. prisrob 11-10-18
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Phoebe comes across as opinionated, privileged and sex starved. I wanted to read a detective novel, not a bonk buster.
And there is Heist. Quiet, enigmatic and a champion for the oppressed. Other than an abundance of facial hair, that is your lot. Dull.
The search for Arabella takes Heist and Phoebe to an area known as The Wash. Two opposing groups, the rabbits and the bears, played a role in Heist’s upbringing and are a significant part of the plot.
An unlikely resolution coupled with a leading character working through her sexual frustrations.
Not the book I was hoping for.














