長い家の殺人 ～ Murder in the Long House
A band called Maple Leaf decides to take a trip to the Gemini House, a famous lodge in a ski resort in the Japanese mountains. There they find the quiet and calm to think about their newest work and how to advance their next shows. It was supposed to become a time of leisure, but it was turned into something different, when one evening one of their members vanishes from the grounds and is nowhere to be found.
Later a corpse will be found in a perfect locked room at the end of a long hallway, the rooms all numbered with greek numerals. How did it get there, why didn’t they find it before and what does that mean for the group itself.
The group of friends is overcome by suspicion. Might a murderer hide in their midst or has an enemy from the past found them and is planning his revenge against them? Who can they trust in a murder play where everything is hidden behind a curtain of doubt and where corpses wander about in the night?
Sounds like an interesting read, doesn’t it? Yes, I thought the same when I started reading it, but sadly it became a terrible drag to read as it went on. My biggest problem with Utano’s debut-work was for me that he created this very interesting mystery about vanishing/moving corpses and impossible crimes, but the actual story was just boring. I never once started caring for the characters and didn’t really feel any tension, except for two moments, one being when they searched the Gemini House and the other when the blackout happened in the club. At least 70% of the book deals with one trick and how it was executed. That’s good and all, but if I don’t really care for the case to be solved it’s hard to keep being interested.
I have to admit, the trick was something new, but I found it a bit farfetched to actually believe it. There were so many things that depended not on genius but on pure luck and people’s stupidity, I found it hard to actually praise the trick. I know, it often happens that impossible crime’s only succeed through the incompetence of the people observing them, that’s the trick, but this time it crossed that thin line into the “How the heck did they NOT notice it” area, for me at least. Shimada Kiyoshi praised the trick as being ingenious, I don’t know what he smoked on that day or if he doesn’t like his own tricks, but I can’t really agree even though, of course, it was a trick that I hadn’t seen before.
And the solution, mainly the whydunnit, was just too moral-infused for my taste. It’s one thing to criticise certain elements or events with your novel, but the final confrontation felt more like a commercial against that certain something than a real solution. Maybe I just don’t care for “that” as a plot element anyway and that’s why I didn’t like it, but somehow it really felt to much like a moral lesson. And the epilogue? Please, that must have been one of the whiniest monologues ever. Normally I’m all about understanding the characters, if it’s constructed well, but that scene was just the whining of a spoilt brat to me…
Yeah, I know it sounds like this was the worst book I’ve ever read and honestly, considering it took up half of my holiday season I’m actually a bit pissed. But if you’re searching for a novel that really concentrates on the construction of a trick and doesn’t bother much with character backgrounds, long expositions or any form of sidetracking than this is probably the novel for you.
It’s a well constructed mystery, but not a well constructed story. It was a bit like the 殺意 short stories by Tsukatô, only that it didn’t span 50-100 but 400 pages. I myself am not that amazed, but anyone who knows what I’m normally enjoying about novels should understand.
I’m sorry for the rant…