The Yellow Dog: An
Inspector Maigret Mystery, by Georges Simenon (written in 1931, translated
from the French and reprinted by Penguin Classic in 2013, 134 pages, $10.00)
Just One of Many Good
Ones
Agatha Christie’s Miss Marple (Jane) and Hercule Poirot, Dorothy
Sayers’ Lord Peter Wimsey, PD James’ Adam Dalgliesh, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s
Sherlock Holmes and Belgian Georges Simenon’s Inspector Maigret – which is your
favorite? And I believe they all appear in movies.
If you like one, you will probably like them all: a bit
old-fashioned perhaps, set in Europe, very continental in language, style, and
character development.
Simenon, who lived (and loved many) from 1903-1989, was
either a Collaborator or a Jew, both or which (or either of which) adds to the
mystery behind this mystery.
Cold and Dark . . . .
Although not a dark tale, memories of The Yellow Dog are of the cold, during a dark night, in a small
coastal town and of the small bar and inn where much of the book takes place.
The town of Concarneau is probably set on cliffs and becomes more deserted with
murder after murder yet when something untoward occurs, a ‘mob’ soon forms,
then disperses.
DogEvals was drawn to The
Yellow Dog for several reasons – it was the first Inspector Maigret novel
to become a movie (the 6th book, though, in the series of 78!) but
not yet available on Netflix. And, of course, DogEvals loves dog books – some
of them, at least. And we keep rooting for the yellow dog to play a larger role
and for the book to earn the title given it. Or at least to have the title
explained – the reason the yellow dog appears at the scene of the crimes. And
the cover photo has us stumped.
Strictly Continental
The Yellow Dog is
a murder mystery albeit a fairly short one and, being European rather than
American, it is rather long on what just happened rather than what is happening
now. In other words, long on explanations of action rather than on the action
itself, so you can put it down and pick it up later when you have time or
remember to.
In the Beginning
Let’s begin, shall we, with a murder, three suspects, a dark
seaside port in France after the first war when phones and cars were not common,
a young barmaid, reporters come down from Paris to inflame the newspaper
stories, an anonymous reporter, and, of course, a yellow dog whom we never
really get to know so when it is shot and stoned. . .
but then treated by a veterinarian, thank goodness.
Pointing the Finger
We suspect the barmaid, then we suspect the mother or
perhaps the non-practicing doctor. We want to be slick and guess the right one
but the twists and turns in the end explain all. We only wish there had been a
few more clues so we would have at least had a chance at being right.
More than one murder, several attempted murders – could
there be two mysteries involved at the same time, just by coincidence? And
could any of the attempts be accidents? And the yellow dog seems to appear
whenever a murder occurs, then disappears.
As Good as Snoopy
The Yellow Dog
begins better than just about any other beginning with the exception of “It was
a dark and stormy night. . . .” The
reader sees, smells, hears, nearly tastes, and almost feels the French quai at
night and is transported to the dark and stormy, lonely scene. Unfortunately,
although such details appear throughout the book, this magic soon exhausts the
reader.
For a light weekend read, to educate oneself on the great
European mystery writers, to finally meet Inspector Maigret whom one has heard
about all one’s life, to find out how a yellow dog could be the major character
in a French novel or just because this is one of nearly 500 books written by
the prolific Simenon (who had an affair with Josephine Baker) – all reasons to
read The Yellow Dog or at least see the movie.
Caveat: this book
was purchased for review.
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