Andrew K. (kuligowskiandrewt) -
Shortly after acquiring John Enright's "The Dead Don't Dance", I learned it was the third book in a series about a Samoan policeman named Detective Apelu Soifua. However, I quickly discovered that it was not necessary to have a knowledge of those first two books in order to enjoy this one.
Enright's Det. Soifua is a complex soul. In some ways, he reminds me of a cross between Tony Hillerman's Joe Leaphorn and Jim Chee, attempting to understand the ancestors' religion and their view of the world against the "modern" aspects introduced by the Europeans and Americans. In other ways, he feels like Tom Corcoran's Key West-based Alex Rutledge, working when he must but taking it easy when not. Toss in a bit of Hamlet, mourning a family member and dealing with associated upheaval while attempting to move forward with his life.
Overall, I found the book to be a good use of my time, and I have already acquired another in the series for future reading.
RATING: 4 stars.
DISCLOSURE: This book was provided to me free of charge in a random draw; the publishers hope for a review (and probably for a positive one) but one was NOT required for receipt of the book.
Enright's Det. Soifua is a complex soul. In some ways, he reminds me of a cross between Tony Hillerman's Joe Leaphorn and Jim Chee, attempting to understand the ancestors' religion and their view of the world against the "modern" aspects introduced by the Europeans and Americans. In other ways, he feels like Tom Corcoran's Key West-based Alex Rutledge, working when he must but taking it easy when not. Toss in a bit of Hamlet, mourning a family member and dealing with associated upheaval while attempting to move forward with his life.
Overall, I found the book to be a good use of my time, and I have already acquired another in the series for future reading.
RATING: 4 stars.
DISCLOSURE: This book was provided to me free of charge in a random draw; the publishers hope for a review (and probably for a positive one) but one was NOT required for receipt of the book.
Cathy C. (cathyskye) -
I can't put it any plainer than this: I love this series, and it just keeps getting better. But I also have to admit that when I began reading The Dead Don't Dance, you could've heard my groan all over town. I don't have that many pet peeves when I read crime fiction, but one of them is my intolerance for drunks. Having this book begin with a self-pitying man trying to drink himself into oblivion filled me with dismay; however, I kept reading on the strength of the two previous books in the Jungle Beat series. I'm so glad I did because The Dead Don't Dance is the best one so far.
The mystery is a strong one, filled with native legends, strong hints of the supernatural (or is it really?), shady people up to no good, and the environmental impact one resort could have on an entire area. The mystery alone makes the book good, but there are three more things that make it wonderful.
Enright is a poet, and it shows when he describes the Samoan landscape and wildlife. The man paints with words. He has also created an excellent character in Apelu Soifua. In the previous two books, he's mostly seen as a detective with only glimpses into his family life. In The Dead Don't Dance, we see him as an investigator naturally, but we also get to see him as a father spending time with his son. It is a relationship that adds depth and a wide range of emotions-- from humor to heart-stopping fear-- to the story.
Last but certainly not least is the author's depiction of Samoan culture, family life, language, and myths. It is a culture that is still trying to survive the aftermath of World War II as well as the present-day inroads of greedy, technology-laden American and European lifestyles. I've learned so much about this place and these people from reading his books-- anything from how land ownership is dealt with to how people travel from island to island (and much more). The author's lyrical and factual evocation of Samoa enriches every part of the book it touches. Story, writing style, character, and culture all combine in John Enright's Jungle Beat mysteries to form a series that I just can't recommend highly enough.
The mystery is a strong one, filled with native legends, strong hints of the supernatural (or is it really?), shady people up to no good, and the environmental impact one resort could have on an entire area. The mystery alone makes the book good, but there are three more things that make it wonderful.
Enright is a poet, and it shows when he describes the Samoan landscape and wildlife. The man paints with words. He has also created an excellent character in Apelu Soifua. In the previous two books, he's mostly seen as a detective with only glimpses into his family life. In The Dead Don't Dance, we see him as an investigator naturally, but we also get to see him as a father spending time with his son. It is a relationship that adds depth and a wide range of emotions-- from humor to heart-stopping fear-- to the story.
Last but certainly not least is the author's depiction of Samoan culture, family life, language, and myths. It is a culture that is still trying to survive the aftermath of World War II as well as the present-day inroads of greedy, technology-laden American and European lifestyles. I've learned so much about this place and these people from reading his books-- anything from how land ownership is dealt with to how people travel from island to island (and much more). The author's lyrical and factual evocation of Samoa enriches every part of the book it touches. Story, writing style, character, and culture all combine in John Enright's Jungle Beat mysteries to form a series that I just can't recommend highly enough.
