Her niece Cat struck me as rather a spoiled brat sorry, but there it is. The protagonist Isabel seemed considerably older than 42 to me - her "editorship" of an obscure journal seemed more of a make-work project than anything else basically, she's independently wealthy, which isn't a bad thing, but she seems to live vicariously through others, when not obsessing over details.
What isn't handled so well are the characters - there wasn't a single one I care to hear about enough to read the second book in this series.
I probably wouldn't have read the entire book (Davina Porter's usual terrific narration notwithstanding), except for the resolution of the "mystery" presented at the outset to avoid a spoiler, I'll leave it that Smith handles that aspect well in terms of a surprise. I was just telling a friend that I rarely leave two-star reviews, but this is one of them. And then there is the unsatisfactory turn of events in Cat's love life that must be attended to.įilled with thorny characters and a Scottish atmosphere as thick as a highland mist, The Sunday Philosophy Club is irresistible, and Isabel Dalhousie is the most delightful literary sleuth since Precious Ramotswe. The resulting moral labyrinth might have stymied even Kant. Despite the advice of her housekeeper, Grace, who has been raised in the values of traditional Edinburgh, and her niece, Cat, who, if you ask Isabel, is dating the wrong man, Isabel is determined to find the truth-if indeed there is one-behind the man's death. This may be the case when Isabel sees a young man plunge to his death from the upper circle of a concert hall in Edinburgh. Isabel is fond of problems, and sometimes she becomes interested in problems that are, quite frankly, none of her business. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency novels, begins a wonderful new series starring the irrepressibly curious Isabel Dalhousie. With The Sunday Philosophy Club, Alexander McCall Smith, the author of the best-selling and beloved No.
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