The Rule Book by Rob Kitchin Pen Press, 2009http://www.kitchin.org/
This Book Rules
Evil bastard Critical Mick, a big fan of Irish Crime Fiction, is always delighted to find a new author to rave about or to slam. Rob Kitchin's debut novel, The Rule Book arrived through the letterbox, seeming to be something about Irish serial killers- generally a disappointing premise. Will The Raven fly more convincingly than The Mercury Man?
Author of academic texts such as The Cognition of Geographic Space, Maynooth-based Rob Kitchin demonstrates with The Rule Book that can also write fiction convincingly. His debut novel opens with the discovery of a woman's body at the Glencree Centre for Peace and Reconciliation, murdered by a sword in what appears to be a bizarre sacrifice. Nearby is a typed note, headed "The Rules: Chapter One M: Choosing a victim R" and business cards which read "The Rule Book: A Self-Help Guide to would-be serial killers. In all good bookshops soon."
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A killer- soon to be known in the media as The Raven- vows to deliver his rule book one chapter, one victim per day over the course of a week. To catch him and save six lives, a recently-widowed member of An Garda Síochána named Detective Superintendent Colm McEvoy must find the strength and smarts to identify the boldest serial killer Ireland has ever seen.
The novel is structured into eight chapters, each of which corresponds to one day. These chapters are then divided into smaller scenes, each just a page or two. As with Declan Burke's The Big O, the pages keep turning and turning.
Praise is very much due for breaking the mystery genre's cornier rules. In almost every crime film or feature, for example, the baddie turns out to be a character with whom the detective has been acquainted all along. The murderer in 1980's courtroom drama Suspect, for instance, turning out to be the judge trying Cher's case. Ugh! That might be a twist that conforms to literary convention, but it's about as likely in reality as mega-hottie Paulina Porizkova developing a deep sexual fixation with an irreverent online reviewer.
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Not this kind of Rule book!
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Another rule that Kitchin breaks is the obligatory love interest. McEvoy, single and lonely, at one stage meets a single woman with whom he has much in common. Hollywood would have insisted on a romantic subplot- as if cops who are focused for 20 hours a day on preventing the next murder would have time for a big wet snog. Tom Bale's Skin and Bones lost credibility for abiding by that rule.
The Rule Book deserves praise for breaking one other golden diktat of detective fiction, but for that readers have to wait for Kitchin's Epilogue. Nothing is predictable.
Reality- providing a true demonstration of setting, procedure, and human reaction- is one of the literary virtues most highly prized her at criticalmick.com. Irish crime fiction should reflect an actual Ireland, not some made-up landscape. In this Rob Kitchin overcomes one of the failings of Gene Kerrigan and Declan Hughes. The Rule Book takes place against the backdrop of The White Horse pub, Donabate Strand, Lucan Village- real places in the Greater Dublin area. This is brilliant – I know these spots, and will imagine Kitchin's crime scenes the next time I visit each.
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The flipside of that: The Rule Book might be difficult to follow thoroughly for readers unfamiliar with the Irish locations described. I have been many times, for instance, to the NUI Maynooth campus where the second murder takes place. I could visualize it easily when Kitchin describes the North Campus and South Campus. Readers from the UK or US are likely to be confused. Sure, NBCI is explained to stand for The National Bureau of Criminal Investigation, but the novel may have benefitted from a test reading from an online community like Backspace, identifying and correcting additional passages and references that lacked clarity.
It seems contradictory to type this, but: the depiction of the investigation was too real. Many passages in the book show McEvoy coordinating the different teams responsible for each murder, and McEvoy dealing with his PR-obsessed superiors who are only looking for opportunities to claim his credit or stab him in the back. I agree that that is probably how police investigations operate in the real world, but in a novel managing a half-dozen distinct teams supplies a great many proper names to try to keep straight. It's overly-complicated. Demonstrating that the Garda management care nothing for victims, only for headlines, belabours a point with which cynical readers already agree.
Proofreading nitpicks: an alarming repetition of scenes begin "McEvoy this" or "McEvoy did that," especially early on in the novel. A few typo's and formatting issues can be spotted- nothing to detract an average crime fan's enjoyment, or even catch their notice ("it's" instead of "its"). The Rule Book contains one howler: someone is given a "rye smile" instead of "wry." I guess that was right after lunch.
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The Stiff by the Liffey
The cover of Rob Kitchin's The Rule Book shows the outline of two landmarks on Dublin's O'Connell Street: The statue of labor organizer Big Jim Larkin, sillouette hands upraised in apparent anguish, and the Dublin Spire stabbing the heavens like a enormous pin.
A key scene of Kitchin's debut novel occurs at this location. No spoilers are contained in the following list of ways that a creative killer could claim a victim there:
Shove the victim from a plane and impale him on the spire
Shove the victim from a plane and miss
Access the ESB electric mains running under O'Connell Street and create a circuit. Dare the drunken late-night victim to take a leak on the spire
Stage a dramatic chase through City Centre, concluding with the victim outside the gates of Trinity College breathing a sigh of relief at their escape. Meanwhile a team of skilled lumberjacks take their final, precise swings....
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Rob Kitchin has put a lot of himself into this novel
Critical Mick says: The Rule Book puts Rob Kitchin on the Irish Crime map. It's gripping, gruesome, and a hell of a fun puzzle. It shows careful research (right down to the latitude and longitude of various points around Dublin's Phoenix Park) and digs deep into an interesting character. I was kept guessing until the end, desperately hoping that this novel would not go the crappy Hollywood route. There is a town called Hollywood in Ireland, but this serial killer's spree gives it a wide berth.
Chapter 9: Do Not Piss Off Serial Killers
Critical Mick recommends Rob Kitchin's May 2009 interview on Crime Always Pays.
Gerard Brennan at Crime Scene NI offers another excellent Rob Kitchin interview.
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