Oscar Wilde and the Candlelight Murders
A few weeks ago I reviewed the second book in this series. It isn’t often that I actually part with cash for a book because publishers keep me very busy, but this one I bought and even put it at the top of the reading list as a treat.
This time Oscar is late for a meeting, and arrives to find the room lit with candles and a dead body in the middle. Severely shaken, Oscar retreats to consider his next move, and when he finally decides what is to be done, he returns to the room to find it empty. Has there been a murder? Was the whole incident simply a result of an over-active imagination?
This is the first book in the Oscar Wilde series and as such it’s purpose is to establish characters. Brandreth is not as concerned with keeping the plot moving as he is determined to demonstrate that a historical figure of Wilde’s fame can truly be considered a likely detective.
I found this book considerably slower than the second in the series. I wanted the story to flow as brilliantly as the next. And I also felt the murderer and the motive were unnecessarily controversial. We all know that Wilde was gay at a time when it was seriously illegal. So why on earth did Brandreth feel it necessary to lay it on quite so thick?






