A Bitter Truth: A Bess Crawford Mystery Paperback – May 1 2012
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“Makes fine work of the brooding atmosphere.” (New York Times Book Review on A Bitter Truth)
“Outstanding.” (Publishers Weekly (starred review) on A Bitter Truth)
“Bess is a very strong series lead, the historical setting is as well developed here as it is in the Rutledge books, and the mysteries are just as elegantly constructed. Readers who have yet to sample the Crawford series should be strongly encouraged to do so.” (Booklist on A Bitter Truth)
“Few writers surpass Todd in depicting the insanity of war.” (Kirkus Reviews on A Bitter Truth)
“Todd brings World War I England and France to life with an intriguing plot and an intrepid sleuth.” (Library Journal on A Bitter Truth)
“A thoughtful mystery with an excellent plot, well-drawn characters and wonderful atmosphere.” (Associated Press on A Bitter Truth)
“A well-envisaged plot, a deep sense of time and place and characters drawn with care and compassion.” (Richmond Times-Dispatch on A Bitter Truth)
“Charles Todd has developed believable characters that carry along this story with lightning speed from the first page to the last.” (New York Journal of Books on A Bitter Truth)
“The Todds excel at complex characterizations....For lovers of upper-drawer British whodunnits and Anglophiles in general, A Bitter Truth should prove a sweet treat indeed.” (Wilmington Star-News on A Bitter Truth)
“A lovely picture of a slower world.” (Charlotte Observer on A Bitter Truth)
“A thoughtful mystery with an excellent plot, well-drawn characters and wonderful atmosphere.” (Indianapolis Star on A Bitter Truth)
“Combines believable characters, gut-wrenching suspense and a sobering commentary on the ravages of war.” (Deseret News on A Bitter Truth)
“Highly recommended—well-rounded, believable characters, a multi-layered plot solidly based on human nature, all authentically set in the England of 1917, make A Bitter Truth an outstanding and riveting read.” (Stephanie Laurens, New York Times bestselling author)
“Readers will enjoy Todd’s plucky, determined sleuth and a thrilling mystery that proves murders on the home front don’t stop just because there’s a war.” (Library Journal on An Impartial Witness)
“Bess Crawford is a strong and likable character.” (Washington Times on An Impartial Witness)
“A superb whodunit—just when you think you have it figured out, Todd throws a curve—and a moving evocation of a world at war.” (Richmond Times-Dispatch on An Impartial Witness)
“A smartly plotted, well-told mystery.” (Booklist on An Impartial Witness)
“A book rich in atmosphere and dense with plot.” (St. Louis Post-Dispatch on An Impartial Witness)
“Todd’s excellent second mystery featuring British nurse Bess Crawford smoothly blends realistic characters with an intricate plot.” (Publishers Weekly (starred review) on An Impartial Witness)
“Find some cures for the post-Downton Abbey blues ... Charles Todd has been producing a series of highly praised detective novels set in the years immediately after World War I.” (Tulsa World Scene)
From the Back Cover
While attempting to help a woman in distress, World War I battlefield nurse Bess Crawford learns a bitter truth, that no good deed goes unpunished.
Returning to her London flat from the front lines in France for a well-earned Christmas leave, Bess Crawford comes upon a bruised and shivering woman huddled in the doorway. Propelled by pity, Bess takes her in. Yet despite the ill effects of a concussion suffered during a quarrel with her husband that erupted into violence, the woman decides to return home, and asks Bess to travel with her to Sussex.
At Vixen Hill, Bess discovers a family in mourning for an elder son who has died of war wounds, and a husband tormented by jealousy and his own guilty conscience. But when a troubled houseguest meets an untimely death, Bess finds herself the prime suspect, and on the trail of a vicious killer that leads back to war-torn France toward a startling revelation that will place her life in dire jeopardy.See all Product Description
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Once again has Charles Todd written an engrossing historical novel with where Bess en up having to find out the truth. She must try to figure out why anyone would kill a houseguest, but this time, even she is a suspect. Prior to the man's death has he asked Roger at dinner about a child that looked like Julianna, Rogers little sister that died when she was just 6 years old. But who is the child in question and could that simple question really be the reason for his death?
Ad much as I enjoyed the book and the mystery was I also a bit puzzled why it all had to be such a hush-hush thing. When the truth finally was revealed about the child was not that overly surprised, I would have liked a more interesting and perhaps surprising mystery than that. I felt that the family mourning of Julianna was frankly a bit over-the-top sometimes that it could affect the present time that much. Yeah, it was tragical, and yeah she was a beautiful child. But sometimes the truth could perhaps save some heartache and time. Still I enjoyed finding out the truth even though it was a little let down that it wasn't that complex.
But the murders is all whole other story, I failed to realize who the murder was.Read more ›
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Murder ensues. As do rumors of an illegitimate child. Then comes another death--is this one a suicide or is it also murder? Are all these things connected? And if so, how?
I think this third entry in the newest British WWI era mystery series by the American mother and son team that writes under the name of Charles Todd works a bit better than the first two because it puts Bess smack dab in the middle of the muddle from the get-go and thus her collecting of clues and conjectures requires fewer far-out coincidences and less Miss Marple-ish busybodiness to propel the plot.
I didn't love this book--I thought the "who" in the whodunit should have been a more prominent and better developed character--but I liked it, especially the scenes that involved Bess's being back in battle-torn France where her investigations were more in character and thus more believable than in the first two books of this series. And I look forward to the next one. But I remain a bigger fan of Scotland Yard Inspector Rutledge, star of the Todds' longer running series. At least so far.
About one third of the way into the book, it was so tedious I put it down. I then read a book by another author. However, since I did purchase A Bitter Truth, I eventually tried again and plodded through to the end.
Unfortunately, all of the characters in this book, with the exception of Bess and Simon, are unlikable, whining, nasty, overbearing soap opera-like characters with no redeeming qualities. The plot is preposterous and the author spends most of the book throwing around red herrings. The actual solution to the mystery is from out of left field. This is an uncharacteristically bad book from Charles Todd. The bitter truth is, this book is not worth investing in and should be borrowed from the Library.
It seems completely out of character for Bess to return to England to spend the Christmas holidays with her much beloved parents only to be diverted by some stranger who ends up on her door stoop. That she heads off to Sussex with a complete stranger is even more confounding. She totally ignores her parents who are anticipating her arrival. Why Bess does these things is a mystery to those who have read the other books in this series. It seems so irresponsible for the sensible Bess. Then there's the whole business of Bess spending what little leave she receives while in France running around the war-torn country in search of a child who is no relation to her or even to a close friend seemed a bit too contrived and meddlesome even for Bess Crawford.
This is touted as a mystery, but it isn't really. Yes, there are murders, but Bess has no connection to them, she only superficially knows the suspects and one of the victims. She isn't even asked to aid in the solving of the murders nor does she involve herself in solving the killings beyond the occasional speculation about the whys and wherefors.
The only thing that can be said for this entry in the Bess Crawford series is that even if it isn't really a mystery and the actions taken by Bess make no sense, it is well written. Even assuming that the reader wants to read this book to its end, she will have to suspend belief in order to do so, something that not every reader of mysteries will be willing to do.
For someone is who unfamiliar with Charles Todd, this is not the book to start with. If they do, they will be sorely disappointed and that would be a shame since it would be unlikely that they'd pick up another Charles Todd book and they would miss out on some of the best written mysteries in print today.
All that made me more than a bit nervous about this, the third in the Bess Crawford series.
Any mystery addict will at once recognize the similarities between this and the Maisie Dobbs series, but that's a good thing, not a thumbs-down. The Maisie series has the more challenging issues -- mostly of class -- since the hero morphs from a housemaid to a Cambridge grad to a successful professional investigator, but the Bess series, interestingly, has the most class-linked awkwardnesses. In both series, the young women train as nurses and serve during The Great War. Bess, daughter of an Army officer, took a step down to do this, since she is a regular nurse, not one of the many middle and upper-class bands of young ladies who did good while being seen to do good. But Maisie took a step out to nurse. Already at Cambridge, she left and trained and served and was wounded, then resumed her studies and her climb from downstairs to upstairs.
Bess generally seems oblivious of class issues (with an occasional comment about clothes) perhaps because the Charles Todd writers are Americans. Maisie is very uncomfortable about class in the early books, but in the most recent seems to have transmogrified into something seriously middle class. Both young women are smart and brave, but the Maisie books offer a wider scope for the reader. with the range of characters and a number of close friends and extremely well-researched engagement with social issues and events. Bess is more socially isolated because she grew up in India, and -- while she is always saying she must go spend her leave with her beloved parents -- she generally finds an adventurous obligation to distract her. As for the war, well, it dealt Maisie some severe blows, but has so for left Bess virtually unscathed. (Ok, a ship sank, but she didn't lose anyone close to her and her arm was broken but not lost.)
The Bess books have plots; the Maisie books have plots and themes.
The second Bess novel is quite as good as the first -- unusual in my experience of mystery reading. The third, starting once again with one of those distracting obligations, is alarmingly the same. No, not the same as in "quite good," but the same as in . . . well, the same. The biggest problem, for me, is reconciling the seemingly flighty, weak-willed, easily distracted Bess who always says she's going home to Somerset, but who goes home instead with people she just met, with the strong, determined, brave Bess who does what needs to be done at the end of the book. So far -- and especially in this 3rd book -- Bess #1 and Bess #2 aren't even kissing cousins.
Maisie Dobbs is a professional investigator, so most of the plots arise from this circumstance. In the Ian Rutledge series, the Todd team has an equally logical reason for the hero's involvement in crime-solving: he is a policeman. But even there, they fall into formula after the third or fourth book: Ian is assigned a case in a non-standard manner; he drives away from London and meets the suspects, including at least one Interesting Woman who catches his imagination; he is mocked by the Scots voice in the backseat (an increasingly irritating presence in this series); someone tries to kill him; he has a painful scene with Interesting Woman; he considers suicide because of the horror of the war (really, I'm almost rooting for it by now); he goes back to London to little praise and no personal peace. And it starts all over again in the next book.
Since the Bess novels rely on random circumstances for the whodunnit problem, you'd think they'd be less likely to fall into a pattern. But you would be wrong. In the first novel, Bess obsesses about a promise to a dying soldier and sets off, while on leave, to fulfill it, meeting a dark and dysfunctional family; in the second, she witnesses a train station farewell between a man and a woman who turns up murdered, and spends most of her leave obsessing about finding the murderer, encountering two dark and dysfunctional families; in this book, there is a woman on the doorstep and (can you guess?) Bess must spend her leave worrying about yet another dark and . . . .
Don't get me wrong. I like the Bess novels. But what a wasted opportunity these are! Bess grew up in India. How about something arising from that? Bess has a fabulous distant relative called Melinda Crawford who has had more adventures than Ian Rutledge has dark thoughts, and yet she's barely a walk-on in these books. While I often get irritated with authors who construct tension by making the hero the object of every passing villain's wrath, I do think that the Bess books would be more compelling if the detecting weren't all done pro bono publico. It's not her _business_ so some of it needs to be personal. Bess is beginning to look like a gadfly or one of those meddling spinsters who mind everyone else's business because they have none of their own.
I like Bess and I'm glad to spend a few more days in her company. I just wish the Charles Todd team took her more seriously.
However, this latest effort ,the third on the Bess Crawford series, is a huge disappointment! I found it utterly dreary - the plots sags, the characters are shallow, totally uninteresting and unpleasant (with the exception of a minor character, an Australian sergeant, but this one is overdrawn - a charicature). Our heroine once again starts interfering with some stranger's household when she's supposed to be going home on leave , and the ponderous way this is handled by the authors makes Bess come across as a self-righteous, interfering, meddlesome and quite unlikeable spinster. Much of her narrative is an unrelenting whine ..... There is no joy anywhere to be found, no lightness of being, no sense of contrast so essential to any good fiction) .......
Why Bess should want to spend time with these totally unlikeable people is beyond me. And why should I want to spend my time reading about them ? Life's too short for this unrelenting, depressing, tedium.
I really couldn't care who committed the murders......I just wanted to finish the book - a chore, to say the least. Sorry, Charles Todd, but you can do SOOO much better.