Two for the Lions

November 29, 1999
Talk about capital punishment: in the Rome of A.D. 73, top criminals are torn to pieces by a specially trained lion. And when that lion is himself found murdered with a spear, who better than Marcus Didius Falco, the Sam Spade of ancient Rome, to handle the case? Davis's 10th Falco adventure (after last year's Three Hands in the Fountain) has already won the first Ellis Peters/British Crime Writers award for a historical mystery, and should delight fans of her series. Newcomers, however, might occasionally wish that Falco weren't quite such a thorny character: like the cops on Law and Order, he seems to go out of his way to crack wise and to alienate partners and suspects alike. Working as a tax investigator with Anarcrites, a former chief spy for the emperor Vespasian, Falco calls his new associate "incompetent, devious and cheap." Falco's father, an antiquities dealer, is introduced as "the devious miser Didius Favonius"; his mother and sister are treated with equal scorn. Only Helena Justina, a senator's daughter, gets any respect from the cynical Falco: "She was neat, scathing, intelligent, wondrously unpredictable. I still could not believe my luck that she had even noticed me, let alone that she lived in my apartment, was the mother of my baby daughter, and had taken charge of my disorganized life." When he's not bad-mouthing most of Rome's population, Falco follows an increasingly tangled skein of clues to Greece and Tripoli, in search not only of the lion's killer but also of an elusive herb that sounds very much like garlic. As usual, Davis's research into the customs of the period is impeccable: it's only the excessively angst-ridden modernity of her lead character that occasionally rocks the read.

August 1, 1999
Marcus Didius Falco, that charming but luckless Roman gumshoe, is also back, trying to earn a some money so that he can wed his beloved Helena Justina by working for Rome's "great Census" of 73 C.E. But a dead lion and some trouble among the gladiators distract him.

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September 15, 1999
Marcus Didius Falco may dress differently than Philip Marlowe, but the Roman sleuth in the dirty toga looks at corruption in the first century A.D. with the same world-weary cynicism that colored Marlowe's view of twentieth-century Los Angeles. In this latest Falco adventure, the freelance "informer" "(sleuth," in Roman lingo) has a new gig: tax collector. Murder takes precedence, however, when Emperor Vespasian's executioner, a lion called Leonidas, is found dead. Falco follows the trail into the netherworld of gladiators and their handlers, called "lanista." Meanwhile, Falco's patrician lover, Helena, must come to the aid of her black-sheep brother, who has run off to Tripoli, where the lanista buy their lions. Falco accompanies Helen to Africa, hoping to solve a family crisis and find a killer. Davis sticks closely to her successful formula here: a detail-rich scan of daily life in ancient Rome, a side trip to one of the Empire's outposts, and lots of beguiling Nick-and-Nora banter between Falco and Helena. It's worked before, and it works again. ((Reviewed September 15, 1999))(Reprinted with permission of Booklist, copyright 1999, American Library Association.)

September 1, 1999
In the latest Roman romp featuring Marcus Didius Falco, the hapless private eye is trying to earn a little money by working for the Census to track down tax evaders. Unfortunately, he is stuck with his nemesis, Anacrites, chief spy of Rome, as partner. Even worse, the lion who was set to dispatch the serial killer Falco captured in his last adventure, Three Hands in the Fountain, has been stabbed to death. Falco takes it personally and sets off to find the killer, which leads him into the Byzantine and bloody world of gladiatorial combat. Tension builds nicely until Falco hits a dead end and heads off to Cyrena ca with his family. In terms of plot, there's finally a good reason for this detour, but it does make things sag a bit. Still, Davis is in fine form: the characterizations are terrific, the historical details are intriguing, and Falco is his rueful, wisecracking self. For all mystery collections. [Previewed in Prepub Alert, LJ 8/99.]--Barbara Hoffert, "Library Journal"

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