A Fatal Glass of Beer Hardcover – May 1997
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What an amazing--and not famous enough by half--mystery writer Stuart M. Kaminsky is! By last count, he has been doing excellent work in three very different series: his sad and pungent books about Russian detective Porfiry Petrovich (Blood and Rubles, etc.); his gritty, poignant stories about aging Chicago cop Abe Lieberman (starting with Lieberman's Day); and his richly-detailed series about vintage Hollywood private eye Toby Peters. This 20th installment is one of the best, as Peters is hired by W. C. Fields to find the blackguard who is looting all of the comedian's secret bank accounts, carefully hidden under such fake names as Cormorant Beecham and Quigley E. Sneersight. Other Peters period adventures in paperback: Dancing in the Dark, He Done Her Wrong, Think Fast, Mr. Peters.
From Library Journal
The prolific Kaminsky here offers the 20th Toby Peters mystery. Peters and W.C. Fields cross the country (chauffeured by a Swiss midget) in search of Lester O. Hipnoodle, the villain who has somehow gained access to Field's numerous hidden bank accounts. An enjoyable lark.
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There's a wonderfully generous and vivid imagination at work here, along with a mastery of the craft of writing mystery novels. There's also a meticulous attention to research that brings the details of the homefront during the Big One alive, and the great fun of meeting the great stars off screen.
What's not to like?
This one gets special marks for catapulting our heroes out of LA and into the clutches of the irascible, erudite, philosophical, stubborn, hilarious, flamboyant and surprising genius who was W.C. Fields.
Again, what's not to like?
The fact that Kaminsky could finish this and then write another Rostnikov or Lieberman novel amazes me. His versatility is such that you'd think each series was written by a different writer.
If I were Fields, I'd doff my straw boater to you, Mr. Kaminsky.
When the culprit was revealed it was a "who woulda thought"? moment.