Someone Is Lying
Jenny Blackhurst
Back during the golden age of crime fiction, closed circle mysteries – mysteries set in an isolated country house, or a storm-lashed island, where it was impossible for suspects to arrive or leave – were extremely popular. There’s a lot of fun to be had when all the possible suspects are laid out within the first few pages of the book and the detective (and the reader) have to work their way through them all, until the culprit is unmasked. A well-crafted example will have the reader changing their mind repeatedly during the course of the investigation and the identity of the killer will often be a surprise when they are revealed. These days, crime fiction has so many different guises, that these books are a lot less prominent.
But they are still being written, and Jenny Blackhurst’s Someone Is Lying is a terrific example of the form, thoroughly updated for the 21st century.
The close-knit community necessary for such a story is a modern, gated, middle-class housing estate. The premise is simple. Ten months ago, Erica Spencer died in an accident at a Halloween party hosted by one of her neighbours. The police declared it an unfortunate accident, and everyone moved on with their lives.
But somebody is convinced it wasn’t an accident and, in a sign of the times, starts a podcast. Six episodes, each dedicated to the six “suspects” – those with the most to gain from Erica’s death.
The secret to a successful closed circle mystery is that everyone has at least one secret, the relationships between the suspects are multi-layered and of course, Someone Is Lying.
This book ticks all of those boxes and more. It’s also a great example of so-called ‘domestic noir’. The secrets kept by the residents of the street seem overwhelming to them, and one can see how they could perhaps lead to murder, yet to outsiders they would appear to be a poor excuse. But then aren’t the motives behind most murders?
The book is very well-crafted. The trick with these books is the careful weaving of the multiple narratives. It’s important to spend just enough time with each character to get to know them, before dropping in a twist and then cutting to a different person’s story. At the same time, Blackhurst expertly portrays the claustrophobic confines of such a community, with its petty hierarchies and unwritten social rules.
I changed my mind about what happened that fateful night repeatedly, so that when everything was finally revealed, it was a satisfying and well-earned conclusion.
But they are still being written, and Jenny Blackhurst’s Someone Is Lying is a terrific example of the form, thoroughly updated for the 21st century.
The close-knit community necessary for such a story is a modern, gated, middle-class housing estate. The premise is simple. Ten months ago, Erica Spencer died in an accident at a Halloween party hosted by one of her neighbours. The police declared it an unfortunate accident, and everyone moved on with their lives.
But somebody is convinced it wasn’t an accident and, in a sign of the times, starts a podcast. Six episodes, each dedicated to the six “suspects” – those with the most to gain from Erica’s death.
The secret to a successful closed circle mystery is that everyone has at least one secret, the relationships between the suspects are multi-layered and of course, Someone Is Lying.
This book ticks all of those boxes and more. It’s also a great example of so-called ‘domestic noir’. The secrets kept by the residents of the street seem overwhelming to them, and one can see how they could perhaps lead to murder, yet to outsiders they would appear to be a poor excuse. But then aren’t the motives behind most murders?
The book is very well-crafted. The trick with these books is the careful weaving of the multiple narratives. It’s important to spend just enough time with each character to get to know them, before dropping in a twist and then cutting to a different person’s story. At the same time, Blackhurst expertly portrays the claustrophobic confines of such a community, with its petty hierarchies and unwritten social rules.
I changed my mind about what happened that fateful night repeatedly, so that when everything was finally revealed, it was a satisfying and well-earned conclusion.
I heartily recommend this book.
Paul
