Wow. When did Hap and Leonard books become cozy mysteries? In this new
novella, Hap, Leonard, and Brett, are hired to deliver a ransom to the
kidnappers of the prized mummified remains of a dead weenie dog named
Coco Butternut.
I was hoping that this might be a quick, humorous but
engaging story with our heroes but it was pretty forgettable and
disheartening. It's sad that the quality of the Hap and Leonard
books haven't really held up in the later ones. I loved the earlier books but I think it
was a big mistake to make them private investigators. The decline happened sometime after the sixth book. Now the stories have
a safe, comfortable feeling, which is the complete OPPOSITE of what I
look for when reading. I don't want a cozy mystery.
I miss the danger, irreverent humor, hi-jinks, and heart of books like
Savage Season and
The Two-Bear Mambo, back when the characters acted in the gray area of the law, struggled for work and love, fighting rabid squirrels and getting themselves into other dangerous situations. But now that they work as boring-ass detectives and Hap has found love and a daughter, I'm just not interested anymore. Why should I care? They have everything they want so the story is over.
Hap and Leonard are obviously still lovable and I love Lansdale's work but right after reading this, I immediately forgot about what happened. And this is one of four or five Hap and Leonard books that Lansdale is coming out with this year, I'm sure to capitalize off the popularity of the Sundance show. I MIGHT read the
Rusty Puppy novel because I'm intigued by the police brutality concept, but I fear that these books that are being churned out will just be more of the same mediocrity.
*Recieved an advance copy from Netgalley and Subterranean Press in exchange for an honest review*
GRADE: D