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My mother, Megan, is an extremely intelligent woman who often says she would like to write a crime novel. If anyone could do it, it is her. As it is, she's a busy academic who still finds time to devour at least two novels a week. These novels are usually crime novels. As I don't usually read crime, I thought perhaps it might be nice if every now and then, I got her to review something she rather liked for you all, seeing as my bias away from crime is surely not shared by all my readers. In the style of Triple J's breakfast program, in which they ask their fathers to review the feature albums, I now bring you My Mum Reviews. Heist Robert Schofield Allen and Unwin
As an avid reader of crime fiction, I picked up Heist and read the blurb: an inauspicious start I thought,
but enough to get me to start reading.
From the first I could see this as a movie. The settings lend themselves to the action
movie, and it was easy to see how this book will translate – I hope Robert
Schofield gets the chance to profit.
The gold room at the mine, the outback roads, Kalgoorlie’s race round,
and its colourful Hay Street contrast well with the suburbs of Perth.
I found that I read it quickly and it kept me interested,
and while there were a couple of places
where I asked myself questions about local facts or places, I did not
find the errors I have sometimes found in other books set in places with which
I am familiar. The action was plausible,
although at times just stretching the margins of possibility, I found myself
caught up in Gareth Ford’s urgent need to get to Perth to ensure the safety of
his daughter and ex-wife. The police,
Kavanagh and the others, including Detective Inspector Chadwick, the bikies, the
Vipers and their associates, and the other characters all lend themselves well
to the story. I began to suspect the what might happen in the end, but was not sure enough to give up reading, and certainly the momentum and the plot
were not lost in this growing suspicion.
Schofield describes aspects of Perth in ways which I had not
thought about before, and yet he is able to evoke in me memories of places I
have been in such a way that they felt familiar. His prose style is colloquial and easy to
read, while at the same time containing an air of sophistication sometimes
lacking in action style crime novels. Heist
is a crime novel, but it is not a detective novel or police procedural, and the
action associated with the crime as the protagonist tries to work out what is
going on, and who to trust, made it well worth the read. I wonder what book Schofield has in the
pipeline for me to read next.