Entry tags:
(no subject)
To the Hilt is one of
genarti's favorite Dick Francis novels, so I ended up checking it out earlier this year when I needed to test my e-reader's library book functionality and couldn't remember anything else on my list that was immediately available.
To The Hilt is about a man who just wants to paint the core of the human spirit as represented through golf and instead is forced by circumstances to solve an embezzlement case, temporarily stealing a racehorse along the way. To be honest I have already forgotten much of the details of the actual plot; the important elements that I do remember:
- protagonist Alexander Kinloch's intense and profound Golf Art
(I painted the passions of golf as much as its physical scenery, and I'd learned it was the raw emotion, the conflict within the self, that sold the pictures [...] It was golfers who bought my work, and they bought it for its core of struggle)
- Chris Young, Alexander's PI sidekick/bodyguard, a Master Of Disguise who spends most of his time onscreen posing as Alexander's glamorous secretary and/or girlfriend
(Emily eyed Chris with obvious speculation, not doubting his/her gender but wondering if the tall leggy dark-haired presence in black tights, short inappropriate skirt and baggy black sweater was a serious girlfriend, in view of the glue that kept him ever and only a short pace away from my side. Unsurprisingly, Alexander and Chris appear to be responsible for more than half the Dick Francis fanfics on the AO3)
- the vehement feud between Alexander's uncle, a Scottish laird who has hidden several priceless historical treasures in and around his home, and the elderly museum appraisers who are determined to capture them for cultural heritage institutions No Matter What It Takes; this is absolutely irrelevant to the plot but significant to the book because the elderly museum appraiser is also, delightfully, Alexander's Artistic Muse
- the amazingly over-the-top sequence at the end in which the protagonist is tied up and extensively tortured by several stressed-out and sadistic embezzlers until Dreamy Chris Young saves him by sexily luring a bunch of drunken football fans into a bus and then zooming the entire busload over to the scene of the crime
Of all the Dick Francises I've read so far, this is definitely the one that surprised me the most; I vaguely knew to expect and look forward to Chris Young, but had no way to prepare for the passions of golf.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
To The Hilt is about a man who just wants to paint the core of the human spirit as represented through golf and instead is forced by circumstances to solve an embezzlement case, temporarily stealing a racehorse along the way. To be honest I have already forgotten much of the details of the actual plot; the important elements that I do remember:
- protagonist Alexander Kinloch's intense and profound Golf Art
(I painted the passions of golf as much as its physical scenery, and I'd learned it was the raw emotion, the conflict within the self, that sold the pictures [...] It was golfers who bought my work, and they bought it for its core of struggle)
- Chris Young, Alexander's PI sidekick/bodyguard, a Master Of Disguise who spends most of his time onscreen posing as Alexander's glamorous secretary and/or girlfriend
(Emily eyed Chris with obvious speculation, not doubting his/her gender but wondering if the tall leggy dark-haired presence in black tights, short inappropriate skirt and baggy black sweater was a serious girlfriend, in view of the glue that kept him ever and only a short pace away from my side. Unsurprisingly, Alexander and Chris appear to be responsible for more than half the Dick Francis fanfics on the AO3)
- the vehement feud between Alexander's uncle, a Scottish laird who has hidden several priceless historical treasures in and around his home, and the elderly museum appraisers who are determined to capture them for cultural heritage institutions No Matter What It Takes; this is absolutely irrelevant to the plot but significant to the book because the elderly museum appraiser is also, delightfully, Alexander's Artistic Muse
- the amazingly over-the-top sequence at the end in which the protagonist is tied up and extensively tortured by several stressed-out and sadistic embezzlers until Dreamy Chris Young saves him by sexily luring a bunch of drunken football fans into a bus and then zooming the entire busload over to the scene of the crime
Of all the Dick Francises I've read so far, this is definitely the one that surprised me the most; I vaguely knew to expect and look forward to Chris Young, but had no way to prepare for the passions of golf.
no subject
I LOVE the museum appraiser, she's great. And obviously, Chris Young, sexy cross-dressing PI deserves his own book.
no subject
no subject
Also, the Golf Art. And the book takes it entirely seriously! As it has to, because it would all fall apart if it ever tried to wink at the audience. But at the same time... Golf Art.
no subject
IT'S SO STRAIGHT-FACED ABOUT THE GOLF ART AND I BURST OUT LAUGHING EVERY TIME.
no subject
no subject
no subject
I'm surprised they're not responsible for an anime.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
I mean, to be fair, there was a lot going on in that sentence.
no subject
Some Dick Francis heroes are born into horse plots, some achieve horse plots, and some have horse plots thrust upon 'em.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
What model, if I may ask?
no subject
no subject
no subject
...and then sometimes it will just refuse to download a book for unknown reasons and I'll have to load it up the old-fashioned way, by downloading the book from the library on my computer and transferring it to Kobo over USB. But mostly not.
no subject
no subject
no subject
Thanks.
no subject
... It may have been long past time to upgrade.
no subject
In better news though K has recalled she owes me a plate of waffles for reading this book.
edited because I forgot the crossdressing PI! who is 100% written as the romantic interest? did Francis KNOW he did that? did his editor? I need a drink.
no subject
This is my third or fourth Francis at this point and the thing that keeps throwing me about them is that I understand this kind of extremely extra seventies paperback very well to a certain degree but I only understand it through the lens of the trashy Gothic, and the genre conventions are all just three steps sideways so I never have any idea what's going to happen. I know exactly who would have been the villain in the girl-meets-house thriller but the boy-meets-horse thriller catches me off-guard every time!
Anyway, I'm very glad you went on this journey with me and that you got a plate of waffles about it.
no subject
I really love what Francis does with unreliable narrators in this one, with Al being all "Patsy had nothing to fear from me...I was never going to steal her inheritance" without entirely realising that even if he would never steal it, his stepfather wants to give it.
Also the entire sword hilt plot and Dick Francis just...not being able to write a pro-Bonnie Prince Charlie hero, which I appreciate.
no subject
no subject
Anyway, yes! This book! I do admire Francis' way with characters, because honestly nothing makes a character seem incredibly true to life like them having a passionate and all-consuming interest for something incredibly tedious.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
I was going to say that the grill scene is peak Dick Francis whump, but then I remembered the stable scene in Nerve, and just all the psychological blackmail in Whip Hand.