I read this book for the Vintage Mystery Bingo Reading Challenge 2014.
The challenge is to read 6 or more Vintage Mysteries. All novels must have been
originally written before 1960 and be from the mystery category.
I read this for O-2: Mystery with a Number in the Title
The Three Couriers
– Compton Mackenzie, 1929
I was going to read The
Greene Murder Case by S.S. Van Dine (1927) in order to overcome my
resistance to mysteries written in the
1920s. I feel reluctant because they are too long and wordy. Beyond 200 pages,
I find it hard to tolerate overly Dickensian characters, barely recognizable
social situations, and casual prejudices of racist eras. Shades of the
self-fulfilling prophecy, by page five of The
Greene Murder Case, I was fed up with Van Dine’s 17th century English prose
style that brought to mind Raleigh and Browne. I also could not get past the
supercilious manner and affected speech of the profoundly irritating series
detective. As critic Odgen Nash wrote at the time, “Philo Vance | Needs a kick
in the pants.”
Still committed to reading a novel of the Twenties, I was
lucky enough to have fall into my lap the 1929 spy mystery The Three Couriers by Compton Mackenzie. A prolific writer before
and after his work in the secret world during the Great War, Mackenzie
portrayed spying not so much as a clandestine fight against the Germans and
Turks but as a running contest against His Majesty’s army and navy authorities
and embassy and consulate employees that put the “dip” in “diplomat.” Stationed
against his will in Greece, our hero, the unfortunate Waterlow, has to put up
with endless French machinations and the never-ending nincompooperies of his
own agents, both British and Greek. When he finally succeeds in
counter-espionage, his masters and betters utterly ignore the vital intercepted
message. “This is a Charlie Chaplin war” he mutters as he bravely moves on to
the next fiasco.
In The Man Who Was
Thursday (1908), Chesterton makes a case for the futility of espionage, an
ironic theme Somerset Maugham was to exploit in the Ashenden stories. But it
could be that Mackenzie was the first to write a spy story as a black comedy of
errors. The Three Couriers does not
have much plot. However, the incidents and set pieces are hilarious as the
hapless spies move in on the couriers. The characters are Gogolian grotesques.
One wonders if he involuntarily stored these outrageous impressions in his head
and wrote to get shut of them.
It seems that Mackenzie had written earlier novels based
on his Intelligence activities. Extremes
Meet, was published in 1928, but as a Wodehousian light comedy, it was
out-sold by the release of Somerset Maugham's ground-breaking novel as collection
of short stories Ashenden, which
came out the same year. Critic Anthony Masters says, “Mackenzie was
considerably annoyed at being overshadowed in this way.” So in 1929 Mackenzie
published The Three Couriers,
another story based on his spymastering exploits. A comedy with more of a satirical bite, it
sunk with few traces until this review on this unique blog that you are reading
this very minute.
Major, I'm loving your reviews of authors I've not heard of before. I'm going to have to see if I can unearth a copy of this one. Sounds like fun!
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