Book #191 of 2019:
The Lost Man by Jane Harper
Australian writer Jane Harper’s first two books fit explicitly within the mystery / crime thriller genre, featuring a detective protagonist and clear whodunnit cases to solve. Given such bona fides, and the fact that this third novel opens with yet another corpse, I can’t have been the only reader expecting to find those same familiar procedural beats of a police investigation.
Instead, this time the author has turned in more of a contemplative, Celeste Ng-esque narrative about the dead man’s family, whose history we come to learn while we watch them processing his death (which everyone initially takes to be a suicide, anyway). Some plot developments are easy to predict, and the story grows into more of a traditional hunt for clues as it goes along, but the primary focus throughout is on the characters and their complicated relationships with one another.
As always, Harper treats the remote outback setting almost like a character in its own right, penning evocative descriptions of the unforgiving landscape. That’s one of the elements I love most about her writing, and it is honed to perfection for the lonely vistas here. Would a local to that environment really have parked his car, left all of its supplies of food and water and other survival gear, and walked out into the barren wilderness to perish under the desert sun? It’s a scenario that couldn’t be explored just anywhere, but one that is rendered for this volume in stark #ownvoices authenticity.
Ultimately the answers to how the deceased passed away — while interesting and fitting — are less important than the other details about those who knew him and how their lives will be forever altered in his absence. It’s a sharp piece of characterization and a phenomenal read through and through.
[Content warning for domestic abuse and death of a dog.]
★★★★★
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