Laidlaw (Laidlaw Trilogy)

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Rankin himself said that It's doubtful I would be a crime writer without the influence of McIlvanney's Laidlaw. Laidlaw (1977) by William McIlvanney is the first of a trilogy, and is cited as the book that invented tartan noir. McIlvanney also inspired Ian Rankin to become a writer

Told that the range of a U-boat torpedo was about one mile, Jean Laidlaw had a lightbulb moment – convoys were miles across. I don’t. But I don’t really fancy anyone else as one either. I hate violence so much I don’t intend to let anybody practise it on me with impunity. If it came to the bit, he’d win the first time all right. But I’d win the second time, if here was enough of me left to have one. No question about that. I’d arrange it that way. I don’t have fights. I have wars.’” Rankin approached the project with a little trepidation. “I’m a huge fan so I didn’t want to do him a disservice. I wanted the book to be as good as it possibly could be, as good as a Laidlaw novel. I owe him a huge debt, as pretty much every Scottish crime writer does – he’s the godfather, so you want it to be right. You want it to be his world, his story and his voice. And I’ve not tried to get inside the head of another writer before, tried to try to mimic their style. I would find myself waking up in the middle of the night with a line that felt like a Willie line and I would scribble it down, a little bon mot I could imagine Laidlaw coming out with.” Reading the book historically (as in I’m reading it today and it was written then) there is also a bit of a problem with knowing if some of the police elements were accurate. Mr. McIlvanney’s elder brother, Hugh McIlvanney was the popular sports journalist and Liam McIlvanney, his son, is also a crime writer. Mr. McIlvanney passed away in 2015 at the age of 79.There’s a lot to like in this book. The plot is engrossing and intriguing, it’s well written in a style as gritty as the city. Laidlaw is likeable and fascinating. He’s bleak, abrasive and a paradox of a man and not easy to live with as his wife Ena will attest. I really like his brand of philosophy which is his own and therefore unique! Harkness is a good character too and the pair develop a bond based on insults. There are some excellent analogies in the storytelling and some very good descriptions. There are nice touches of wry humour which provides a contrast to the bleak story and to some of the harshest characters and there’s very realistic and colourful dialogue between them. The book build well to a dramatic conclusion. This isn't a crime writer who decided to get 'all literary'. McIlvanney is a deeply authentic Scottish (Glasgow) writer and poet who decided in the late 1970's (after having written some successful and gritty novels) that he could talk about existential decay now through the device of a crime sequence. He wrote two more of these Laidlaw books, and it became a trilogy. (Laidlaw is the first). Then, when the books were a big success, and his publishers told him that the pot of gold was there for the taking, if he'd only churn out one a year or so, he stopped and turned to poetry.

To quote another GR review: "This isn't a crime writer who decided to get 'all literary'. McIlvanney is a deeply authentic Scottish (Glasgow) writer and poet who decided in the late 1970's (after having written some successful and gritty novels) that he could talk about existential decay now through the device of a crime sequence...this is a magnificent little book. It is raw, it is philosophical, it is grim, it is character and plot and language driven." There are so many stories within a story, showing that what gives crime its complexity usually isn't some super-clever criminal or incredibly shrewd investigator. The complexity comes from all the people--on both sides--each with their web of talents and problems.This story is equally hard, edgy and full of angst. Paddy Collins is in hospital, having been stabbed. He was supposed to meet a man at the train station who’s on a mission. But what is interesting about the book is the historical context of the novel. This is a tough one though, because I really only have the books blurbs and copy to go by, and it’s quite possible that copy intending to sell a product to someone might not be the most critically accurate viewpoint. But I’m going to assume that the good folks at Europa and Val McDermid aren’t pulling the wool over my eyes (too much). Lynch said she was “overjoyed to be able to share Willie’s last words with his beloved readers and introduce Laidlaw to a new generation”. Glasgow has always had the reputation of being a hard man’s city, where if you say the wrong thing you could end up with a Glasgow kiss. In the mid-1970s Glasgow was in decline, the tenement slums were at their worst, the shipyards were closing the pubs were rough and the hard men were simply nuts.

Throughout 1942 and 1943, the wargaming unit devised many tactics for sinking U-boats, which culminated in a turning-point battle around convoy ONS 5 in May 1943, when 43 ships headed from Liverpool to Nova Scotia in Canada. In Laidlaw (#1) we are introduced to Detective Inspector Laidlaw. DI Laidlaw has demons and is in the midst of a failing marriage. The irony is he has a soft spot for criminals and a disdain for the law. Sunday in the park - it was a nice day. A Glasgow sun was out, dully luminous, an eye with cataract. Some people were in the park pretending it was warm, exercising that necessary Scottish thrift with weather which hoards every good day in the hope of some year amassing a summer.

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But Vera was an early-doors ­feminist. She was writing for the Suffragette, she was pushing the ­envelope for women.” Maybe there is an extra frisson in reading mysteries set in places you've been to, that are familiar on more than tourist terms - perhaps that's why I haven't loved some of the Scandis as much as expected. This is a book that feels so much of its city, the cast of toughs and of working-class characters who are far sharper and more intellectual than southerners would ever have assumed on hearing the accent; the spartanness that seems in the very flesh of the place even whilst it's debauching; and the sectarianism (something I heard about more than saw) which makes its first cunning appearance through simile: still following the relentless parade of his own thoughts, like an Orange March nobody dare cut across. Laidlaw" is an amazing feat of writing from first to last. It's not a conventional mystery -- we know who the killer is right from the first chapter, when McIlvanney describes how odd it is to be running through the streets with blood on you. Denise Mina’s DI is unusual not only for being a woman – whose detective work does not stop even when she is heavily pregnant – but in her alertness to the social forces driving offenders to their crimes. (Her sympathies are sharpened by having a half-brother who winds up in jail.) She is also, as you would expect, more aware than most cops of misogyny on both sides of the legal fence. In his compelling novel, LAIDLAW, McIlvanney lays bare the soul of Glasgow, capturing every nuance of its many voices