Trinity professor and Joycean scholar Kevin Coyle was one of Dublin's most colorful - and controversial - characters, until someone stabbed him through the heart on Bloomsday, the annual citywide celebration honoring Ireland's most beloved literary light. The poetic irony is not lost on Chief Superintendent Peter McGarr: one of the foremost experts on the works of James Trinity professor and Joycean scholar Kevin Coyle was one of Dublin's most colorful - and controversial - characters, until someone stabbed him through the heart on Bloomsday, the annual citywide celebration honoring Ireland's most beloved literary light. The poetic irony is not lost on Chief Superintendent Peter McGarr: one of the foremost experts on the works of James Joyce was slain on the so-called 'Murderers' Ground' made famous in the author's magnum opus Ulysses. But the connection does not end there. And the deeper the intrepid McGarr digs, the more startling truths he uncovers about a victim's dark, licentious history, a list of suspects as vast and varied as the characters in a great novel. And a motive for murder that can hide as easily in the pages of a classic book as in the twisted passions of a human heart.
This is a highly literary Irish police procedural centered in Dublin.Ulysses by James Joyce is the fulcrum; the characters are richly complex; the murder investigation is uniquely challenging; the plot organization maintains its anchorage in the essence of Dublin.This is a very rewarding reading experience.Bloomsday celebration in Dublin is marred by the murder of one of the foremost experts on James Joyce, Trinity professor Kevin Coyle. Our man McGarr is notified by way of Coyle's wife who This is a highly literary Irish police procedural centered in Dublin.Ulysses by James Joyce is the fulcrum; the characters are richly complex; the murder investigation is uniquely challenging; the plot organization maintains its anchorage in the essence of Dublin.This is a very rewarding reading experience.Bloomsday celebration in Dublin is marred by the murder of one of the foremost experts on James Joyce, Trinity professor Kevin Coyle. Our man McGarr is notified by way of Coyle's wife who hunts him down at home. A wonderfully warm June day encouraged the police superintendent to go home and work in his garden, so he did not welcome this interruption of a woman claiming her husband was missing. Of course this initial complaint turned into something quite different. Coyle and two other women had taken Coyle's dead body from where it was propped in a cemetery and loaded it onto a cart, bringing it home to prop up in his bed days earlier.The investigation includes a wonderful discussion of James Joyce at Trinity, good enough to qualify as a college lecture and delving into the personal lives of a number of suspects producing sometimes startling lifestyles.There are many humorous episodes, healthy and questionable bedroom appetites and deceptive practices uncovered by the detailed questioning and home visits.
There are personal developments for McGarr that are life changing in this book, perhaps more joyful for his wife than for him.Just a sample of a discussion McGarr had with one of the suspects:'But what if love is an illusion and exists only in the mind of 'heart' of the lover, and that sort of love, if any, which the loved one holds for the lover can never be the same, or at least expressed similarly. Then what is love but the central lie in the grand fiction that human beings-who are categorically and unreconstructably singular - can communicate and 'become one' as romantics would have it and the mating process suggests? That process in fact only further fractures the possibility, since it creates yet another.We are born individuals who possess no innate knowledge. We are a void that is filled up with illusions. Love is one, or better, a multiple of illusions. Even the way we express what we feel or think is an artifice, created in words or notes or shapes or gestures that really can't accurately express us in our own terms, since we have none of our own.
We are nothing but transitory holding vessels for those same illusions.Thus Beckett would reject any sympathy for the human condition beyond whatever sympathy we might feel for ourselves which itself can only be flawed because expressed.in the terms of others.' Fair warning: Some adult content with playful sex. This mystery has a promising start, and a great premise.
A brilliant Joyce scholar named Kevin Coyle is murdered on Bloomsday on the “Murderers’ Ground” in Dublin, a site straight out of Joyce’s Ulysses. As Chief Superintendent Peter McGarr probes into the parallels between the victim and the famous novel, he discovers a sleazy circle of acquaintances who might have wanted Coyle dead. Professional and licentious entanglements abound.McGarr is forced to finally read Ireland’s most famous novel, This mystery has a promising start, and a great premise. A brilliant Joyce scholar named Kevin Coyle is murdered on Bloomsday on the “Murderers’ Ground” in Dublin, a site straight out of Joyce’s Ulysses. As Chief Superintendent Peter McGarr probes into the parallels between the victim and the famous novel, he discovers a sleazy circle of acquaintances who might have wanted Coyle dead. Professional and licentious entanglements abound.McGarr is forced to finally read Ireland’s most famous novel, and the literary forays are the best part of this haphazard book. Otherwise, the plot never really flows, and the anticlimactic solution to the mystery is an unworthy Deus ex Machina.
The author sometimes seems more invested in a side plot in which two detectives discover their mutual attraction; steamy sex ensues.Meh. On page 295 of this stinker of a novel the main character, presumably the heroic protagonist and Chief Superintendant of the Dublin Murder Squad, realizes he doesn't know whodunit and, deciding he can't be bothered to pursue it any longer, discontinues investigation of the case. After a line break the next sentence is: 'Months went by.'
I'd known for a long while how sub-par a novel Bartholomew Gill's THE DEATH OF A JOYCE SCHOLAR was, of course, but now I desired terribly to throw it very hard On page 295 of this stinker of a novel the main character, presumably the heroic protagonist and Chief Superintendant of the Dublin Murder Squad, realizes he doesn't know whodunit and, deciding he can't be bothered to pursue it any longer, discontinues investigation of the case. After a line break the next sentence is: 'Months went by.' I'd known for a long while how sub-par a novel Bartholomew Gill's THE DEATH OF A JOYCE SCHOLAR was, of course, but now I desired terribly to throw it very hard across the room.A short while later the story, such as it is, wraps up. In the inevitable showdown between our flimsy hero and a bevy of incompetent villains, I still could not figure out whodunit or whyhedunit or howhedunit, none of which mattered to me in the least.
Only in the last few pages when a trial is given a cursory description did I learn who the culprit had been. Yawn.That's just plot. A tribe of forgettable schlups mosey ineffectually through the novel in the guise of putative characters, occasionally knowing success not because of keen intellect but by stumbling blindly into a bit of what might be deemed astonishing luck in someone else's novel. The prose is unenergetic and digressive. The unbelievable improbabilities pile up and implode the novel early on.Concerning the lukewarm James Joyce connections, it appears that the author probably felt compelled to write a novel to somehow earn compensation for the time he spent reading ULYSSES once. That is, Bartholomew Gill would never himself have been mistaken for a Joyce scholar.
But as Gill (Mark C McGarrity) is no longer numbered among the living, let us forego any more negative thoughts and end in the comic mode.One of my favorite bits was when the Chief Inspector reads ULYSSES one night when he can't sleep. What fun to find a new mystery series with good locale and characters. Story revolves around the murder of a well known young Joyce scholar & Trinity University professor, found dead the morning after Bloomsday after his day and night long portrayal of James Joyce. Especially liked the reflections on Irish literature, especially Joyce and Beckett, and the Irish character.
Fun, too, for the police detectives to pull out Ulysses and try to get through it, looking for clues. Odd note though for What fun to find a new mystery series with good locale and characters. Story revolves around the murder of a well known young Joyce scholar & Trinity University professor, found dead the morning after Bloomsday after his day and night long portrayal of James Joyce. Especially liked the reflections on Irish literature, especially Joyce and Beckett, and the Irish character.
Fun, too, for the police detectives to pull out Ulysses and try to get through it, looking for clues. Odd note though for this book written in 1989 - women are described in a way that seems at least 25 years behind the times, in physical terms only (including the female detective). This is my introduction to this series, and the story is a bit both dense and slow-until we get to actual interaction among characters. The second half picks up the pace, but the first drags with all the James Joyce quotations and the lengthy literary discussions about Joyce and Beckett.
If one has never read Joyce's Ulysses, this book provides a thorough introduction as the case involves a Joyce scholar murdered after leading a Bloomsday tour in Dublin. I might read another McGarr mystery, but This is my introduction to this series, and the story is a bit both dense and slow-until we get to actual interaction among characters. The second half picks up the pace, but the first drags with all the James Joyce quotations and the lengthy literary discussions about Joyce and Beckett. If one has never read Joyce's Ulysses, this book provides a thorough introduction as the case involves a Joyce scholar murdered after leading a Bloomsday tour in Dublin.
I might read another McGarr mystery, but I'm not inclined to search out the series. Kept me guessing until near the end. Thoroughly enjoy this series. This particular book had some witty dialogue throughout AND references to Joyce's Ulysses and Beckett's works. Although having not read either of those authors would not take away from enjoyment of the mystery, I was rather pleased with myself that I could catch some of the Joyce parallels.
I should get something for slogging through Ulysses!!!!Set in Dublin, a Joyce scholar is discovered murdered on Bloomsday, it is up to Chief Kept me guessing until near the end. Thoroughly enjoy this series. This particular book had some witty dialogue throughout AND references to Joyce's Ulysses and Beckett's works. Although having not read either of those authors would not take away from enjoyment of the mystery, I was rather pleased with myself that I could catch some of the Joyce parallels. I should get something for slogging through Ulysses!!!!Set in Dublin, a Joyce scholar is discovered murdered on Bloomsday, it is up to Chief Superintendent McGarr and his Murder Squad to sort out all the players and a quirky lot they are too! For reasons that are not entirely clear to me, one of the pleasures of being a reader of mysteries is that you get to visit a lot of interesting places around the globe. And a lot of those visits come courtesy of a writer who was raised in England or America and now lives like a local in a foreign metropolis, like Rome, or Bangkok, or Bartholomew Gill's Dublin.
Here is a rough and tumble, vibrant city that is portrayed with the love and humor that only a semi-outsider would feel for the place. For reasons that are not entirely clear to me, one of the pleasures of being a reader of mysteries is that you get to visit a lot of interesting places around the globe. And a lot of those visits come courtesy of a writer who was raised in England or America and now lives like a local in a foreign metropolis, like Rome, or Bangkok, or Bartholomew Gill's Dublin. Here is a rough and tumble, vibrant city that is portrayed with the love and humor that only a semi-outsider would feel for the place. This Irish-American writer also has a respect for the culture and an appreciation for the nation's literature, so that between the covers here one encounters discussions of Joyce and Beckett, as well as fisticuffs and the grilling of accomplices.In this Peter McGarr mystery, Kevin Coyle, a brilliant young literature professor is found murdered, shortly after leading a drunken tour recreating Joyce's Bloomsday adventures. There are several possible suspects - a couple of jealous colleagues, a mistress or two, perhaps even his long suffering wife. Coyle may have been well-organized on paper, but his actual life was a little out of control.
Gill takes us along for the investigation, but in this kind of mystery, the pleasure comes more from the journey than the whodunit. One of the better points is Ruth Bresnahan, a young cop, a big-boned girl off the farm, who assists on the case and gets involved with Hughie Ward, a womanizing ex-boxer and also a member of McGarr's murder squad. McGarr is a good, solid detective - he is smart, experienced, and sensible, the devoted husband of an attractive young lady who works in publishing and a big fan of a good pint.
He gives the story ballast without overshadowing the suspects, which is of course where the color in a good mystery comes from. This was a very good one, and deserves a place of respect on the shelf of colorful mysteries set in foreign locales.
This was recommended to me by a friend who had posted a 'Bloomsday' greeting on Facebook. When I admitted that even after a dozen or so tries, I had never made it all the way through 'Ulysses', he said he hadn't either but had enjoyed this mystery very much. I enjoyed it also and will read more of the Peter McGarr mysteries. I liked the sense of place, the way it gave me a feeling of what everyday life in Dublin would be like. It is also a good police procedural, and I look forward to becoming This was recommended to me by a friend who had posted a 'Bloomsday' greeting on Facebook. When I admitted that even after a dozen or so tries, I had never made it all the way through 'Ulysses', he said he hadn't either but had enjoyed this mystery very much. I enjoyed it also and will read more of the Peter McGarr mysteries.
I liked the sense of place, the way it gave me a feeling of what everyday life in Dublin would be like. It is also a good police procedural, and I look forward to becoming better acquainted with all the detectives in this crew. An unexpected bonus is I think I may have a clue as to how to handle 'Ulysses' itself more effectively. I think perhaps I won't take it so seriously and look for meaning in each line, but will just let go and let the richness of the language, the poetry, sweep me away.
A professor of James Joyce at Trinity College in Dublin is murdered, and detective Peter McCarr, whom I'm reading about for the first time despite its being the 8th book in this series. McCarr finds that he must learn much more about James Joyce, and Ulysses in particular, in order to solve this crime. I've not always enjoyed mysteries from the UK, but this one was so much more than just a police procedural. The language, the references, were sometimes quite foreign to me, but this book is so A professor of James Joyce at Trinity College in Dublin is murdered, and detective Peter McCarr, whom I'm reading about for the first time despite its being the 8th book in this series. McCarr finds that he must learn much more about James Joyce, and Ulysses in particular, in order to solve this crime. I've not always enjoyed mysteries from the UK, but this one was so much more than just a police procedural. The language, the references, were sometimes quite foreign to me, but this book is so erudite compared to the usual mystery that I couldn't put it down until I'd finished.
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Bartholomew Gill is the pen name of.Mr. McGarrity was born in Holyoke, Mass., and graduated from Brown University in 1966. He studied for his master's degree at Trinity College, Dublin, and never tired of mining the country for material.' 'One of the things they gave me,' he once said of his books, 'is a chance to go back to Ireland time and time again to do research.' 'He was also Bartholomew Gill is the pen name of.Mr. McGarrity was born in Holyoke, Mass., and graduated from Brown University in 1966.
He studied for his master's degree at Trinity College, Dublin, and never tired of mining the country for material.' 'One of the things they gave me,' he once said of his books, 'is a chance to go back to Ireland time and time again to do research.' 'He was also an avid outdoorsman, and since 1996 worked at The Star-Ledger of Newark as a features writer and columnist under the McGarrity name, specializing in nature and outdoor recreation.
While continuing to produce McGarr novels, sometimes at the rate of one a year, Mr. McGarrity produced several articles a week for the newspaper. He wrote about a variety of topics ranging from environmental issues to the odd characters he encountered in his travels, like an Eastern European immigrant who grew up watching cowboy movies and found his dream job playing Wyatt Earp in an amusement park in rural New Jersey.Mr. McGarrity also published five novels under his own name.Series:.
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