by Derek Wilson ‧ RELEASE DATE: Nov. 1, 2004
Okay as a locked-van puzzle, but weighted down with Gye’s journal entries and outré escapes from gangster widows,...
Cambridge University parapsychology lecturer Nathaniel Gye comes to the aid of a corpse.
The voice of security guard Bob Gomer wafts over a séance table, imploring his MS-stricken wife Pearl to contact Dr. Gye (Tripletree, 2003) and prove that he didn’t commit suicide and that he wasn’t guilty of stealing Antonello da Messina’s Renaissance masterpiece Portrait of a Doge while transporting it in a locked van from Heathrow to Bath’s Millenium Gallery. Through the medium Mrs. George, Gomer also warns that Gye’s wife Katherine, editor of Panache, should stay away from Italy. Of course she goes anyway, and is promptly robbed, then abducted by menacing folks who want her husband to stop dabbling in their affairs. Gye, who has hotfooted it to Florence to find her and continue dabbling into the art theft, is stymied when a master forger dies before they can talk, prompting the release of Katherine, who is now even more determined than him to see things through. The investigation proceeds from Venice to Rome to Bath—with stops along the way to discuss matters with a retired barrister, an illusionist, several unscrupulous Italians, Gomer’s brother-in-law, the CID inspector who originally thought Gomer a suicide, and the medium’s car-crazy son Kevin—before a final séance explains all.
Okay as a locked-van puzzle, but weighted down with Gye’s journal entries and outré escapes from gangster widows, international conspiracies, and ectoplasmic manifestations.Pub Date: Nov. 1, 2004
ISBN: 0-7867-22
Page Count: 512
Publisher: N/A
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Sept. 15, 2004
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by William Strunk & E.B. White ‧ RELEASE DATE: May 15, 1972
Stricter than, say, Bergen Evans or W3 ("disinterested" means impartial — period), Strunk is in the last analysis...
Privately published by Strunk of Cornell in 1918 and revised by his student E. B. White in 1959, that "little book" is back again with more White updatings.
Stricter than, say, Bergen Evans or W3 ("disinterested" means impartial — period), Strunk is in the last analysis (whoops — "A bankrupt expression") a unique guide (which means "without like or equal").Pub Date: May 15, 1972
ISBN: 0205632645
Page Count: 105
Publisher: Macmillan
Review Posted Online: Oct. 28, 2011
Kirkus Reviews Issue: May 1, 1972
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by E.T.A. Hoffmann ‧ RELEASE DATE: Oct. 28, 1996
This is not the Nutcracker sweet, as passed on by Tchaikovsky and Marius Petipa. No, this is the original Hoffmann tale of 1816, in which the froth of Christmas revelry occasionally parts to let the dark underside of childhood fantasies and fears peek through. The boundaries between dream and reality fade, just as Godfather Drosselmeier, the Nutcracker's creator, is seen as alternately sinister and jolly. And Italian artist Roberto Innocenti gives an errily realistic air to Marie's dreams, in richly detailed illustrations touched by a mysterious light. A beautiful version of this classic tale, which will captivate adults and children alike. (Nutcracker; $35.00; Oct. 28, 1996; 136 pp.; 0-15-100227-4)
Pub Date: Oct. 28, 1996
ISBN: 0-15-100227-4
Page Count: 136
Publisher: Harcourt
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Aug. 15, 1996
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