Strip Jack

A well-liked MP is caught in a raid at an exclusive brothel, and the press is more than happy to play the scandal up as much as possible; when his party-loving wife appears to go missing, the scandal becomes juicer yet. DI John Rebus is initially interested in the story because DS Holmes lives in the MP’s riding and because the MP has a similar background to his own, but then the scandal turns to murder and Rebus finds the lives of the MP and his circle of friends are rather more unsavoury than he wanted to know….I’m slowly going through the Rebus novels, of which this is the fourth (published in 1992); it goes without saying by this late date that Rebus is one of the most complex and interesting characters in all of detective show more fiction. The city of Edinburgh is in itself a character, with both highly polished and terribly sordid sides, and Rebus’s ability to navigate between the two is something to behold. Highly recommended! show less

This was a pleasure. I'd forgotten how sharp the dialog and the literary references were in Rankin's work, or maybe I hadn't noticed before. In addition, it's a compelling mystery with surprising connections and lots of red herrings to turn around. A popular MP is set up in a brothel raid, and the burgeoning consequences involve his wild wife, his closest and oldest friends, among them a popular actor, a rare book merchant, a real estate developer, and others.I'm glad to return to the series; maybe it's cured my book funk.

A popular MP is found at an exclusive brothel during a police raid. Someone has tipped off all the media who are there to get the headlines. Rebus starts thinking that it is very convenient that the police and the media have all been given this tip, and he starts looking for clues. The body of someone close to the MP is found, and from there the story takes off with several red herrings thrown in for good measure. I enjoy the characters and the humour in Rankin's books, and there are enough puns thrown around in this one. Rebus drinks too much, has his shaky romance, and pulls together enough clues to eventually solve the crime, but only after several missteps along the way.

Read March 2014

I'm slowly making my way through all the Rebus books and this was the best yet. Rankin turns into the sort of writer that makes you despair of your own authorial hopes in this story. Told almost exclusively from Rebus' point of view, the whole thing drips with his character and it really feels like being inside the man's head. Rankin's written a lot more since this, of course, and I'm left wondering how much better he can get.

Loved this taut, character-rich, smart detective novel. In fact, reading this was so freakin' satisfying that I felt ticked about the time I've wasted recently on some new books that were marketed with a lot of vigor but left me wondering how they even got published. I was starting to think I was just not enjoying reading any more - a sad thought. But no, just sad excuses being published and promoted. How does that happen? I thought it was so competitive to get published. Oh well.

I remember reading that Jean Paul Sartre read detective mysteries for pleasure. Sometimes I've thought, wow, that's sort of embarrassing, isn't it.

But not today! Ian Rankin writes circles around these ridiculous authors I've tried lately. Life's too short, show more man. I need to trust my gut show less

Scottish MP Gregor Jack seems to have it all. Popular with voters and married to a rich wife. Then things go badly wrong when the police raid a brothel and find Jack on the premises. Someone tipped the press off, so Jack's humiliation was caught by the tabloids. Inspector John Rebus gets involved in the case and forms the suspicion that somebody iso out to bring Jack down.
Every 5 years or so I will have a go at reading one of Rankin's Inspector Rebus books and every time I am left feeling rather underwhelmed. They're always decent enough detective stories in terms of plot, but I don't feel at all engaged with Rebus as a character. A difficult personal life, obsessed with his work, fond of whisky and sitting in the pub when he should be show more working- the ingredients are there for a classic character to either love or hate, but I'm just not fussed. It all feels a bit smug to me, as Rankin has to throw in witty one-liners which aren't especially funny and do little to build tension into the stories. This particular novel was no different and I feel that Rebus is almost a caricature Scotsman. He may not have the kilt, but the booze, bad diet and rudeness are very stereotyped. Underwhelmed status notwithstanding, I am sure Rebus and I will meet again in 2027.
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This was a strange one for me. While it was not a bad story (really, it wasn't), it just didn't seem to engage me. And the most frustrating part is that I can't put my finger on why.

I did seem to notice there was a seemingly heavier accent on the local patois, but noticing that may also be because I ended up reading this novel at a snail's pace.

To me, this particular installment of Rebus went down like a meal from McDonalds. Not the greatest, but not horrible. Tasty in spots, but overall, mostly bland. And once it's done, it really doesn't leave anything behind but a faint longing that it was something better and more substantial. Then it's forgotten.

Is it just me, or is there really no progress when it comes to Rebus's personal life? show more Maybe that's what Rankin was going for, but four books in, it's becoming an annoyance. show less