The Bones of Paris by Laurie R King- Review


Paris, France: September 1929. For Harris Stuyvesant, the assignment is a private investigator’s dream—he’s getting paid to troll the cafés and bars of Montparnasse, looking for a pretty young woman. The American agent has a healthy appreciation for la vie de bohème, despite having worked for years at the U.S. Bureau of Investigation. The missing person in question is Philippa Crosby, a twenty-two year old from Boston who has been living in Paris, modeling and acting. Her family became alarmed when she stopped all communications, and Stuyvesant agreed to track her down. He wholly expects to find her in the arms of some up-and-coming artist, perhaps experimenting with the decadent lifestyle that is suddenly available on every rue and boulevard.
 
As Stuyvesant follows Philippa’s trail through the expatriate community of artists and writers, he finds that she is known to many of its famous—and infamous—inhabitants, from Shakespeare and Company’s Sylvia Beach to Ernest Hemingway to the Surrealist photographer Man Ray. But when the evidence leads Stuyvesant to the Théâtre du Grand-Guignol in Montmartre, his investigation takes a sharp, disturbing turn. At the Grand-Guignol, murder, insanity, and sexual perversion are all staged to shocking, brutal effect: depravity as art, savage human nature on stage.

~Synopsis From Goodreads

Once in a while I get hold of book which I would start reading without any clue to its subject and regret it. Yea, I have this habit of never reading the synopsis of the book that I intend to read soon.
This book turns out to be a great example for this one. And this habit caused another trouble for me. I did not realize that this is the second book in the Harris Stuyvesant series :).
 
Missing person in 1920s looks an impressive subject when you start on, but when the search takes you no where there is a problem. This is what happens with this book. I was also intrigued by the character of Harry and went along with his search. But after a point, I could  not stand the endless gross details regarding the artists connected to the Grand-Guignol. And thus I just abandoned it.

Ok. Let me explain further. I had read too many crime fictions especially the Eva Duncan series and Michael Connelly series, and they had much more gross details regarding murder. But they had something positive or exciting about them that you are just too enthusiatic to catch the killer. This never happens with this book. Atleast for me…and that is where this book did not click with me :)

Rating: 2/5
Source: Publisher
Published: September 10th 2013 by Bantam

Note: I received a digital galley of this book from the publisher through netgalley in return for my honest review.

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