growing up I was a huge fan of Sherlock Holmes movies. Nigel Bruce and Basil rathbone my favourite actors and Arthur Conan Doyle the best novelist ever. I never really read any of his works but those films held a special place in my heart.
As the cycle of life continues to revolve I make it my bsusiness to watch a couple of Holmes movies per year, usually at Christmas in between it’s a wonderful life and Willie Wonka.
I have watched many pretenders to the throne but no actor has been able to give me a real sense of Holmes as Rathbone. BBC’s recent series of Sherlock came pretty close but when I put the monochrome one back on my screen I was enraptured once again.
It was with this background that I started reading the New Shelock Holmes Novel. The fact that it was endorsed by the estate of Holmes’s creator was a positive start. From there the positives keep occurring. A novel that has me picturing BBC’s Holmes as much as my original throughout the pages.It captures the smog and dark streets of London perfectly.
The Houpse of Silk has all the elements for a Holmes and Watson story.
There are twists and turns taking us through areas of London that are unwelcoming to visitors, there’s Inspector Lestrade receiving plenty of stick from colleagues and Holmes but with him displaying a loyalty and respect for the Private Investigator. There’s the relationship between Holmes and Watson with an interesting addition of Watsons wife playing second fiddle to the sleuths relationship. There’s even a cameo by Inspector Moriarty.
It is one of those books that gets you chasing to the end, I’m not a big reader of fiction as I’m in constant search of information but I recommend yo get down to the library and give this some of your time.