Anthony Horowitz has written a new Sherlock Holmes novel. It’s called the House of Silk.
Now what’s special about this book is that it’s the first after-Conan-Doyle era to be officially endorsed by the conan-doyle estate.
Obviously, it’s not actually possible to write exactly like Doyle, so I’m going to give a half-review-type-thing about how well Horowitz impersonates Doyle.
I’m used to Horowitz writing books like Alex Rider and the power of 5. There’s one main difference between those books and the original Sherlock Holmes books, and that’s the style. The alex rider books are written for children, whereas the Sherlock Holmes books are aimed at much older audiences. Now, Horowitz has written some books that are aimed at older audiences, but I haven’t read them. So to me, even before I began the book, I was interested to see how that writing style would translate over. The simple conclusion was, it didn’t.
Horowitz has imitated, almost to perfection, the style of Conan-Doyle.
At the very beginning of the book, the scene is set; Holmes is dead, Watson is old now, and has had “Two marriages, three children, seven grandchildren, a successful career in medicine and the Order of Merit”. However, this is not enough for him,and he wishes to tell the readers of his books another story.This story, however, is scandalous, it can only be read 100 years after publishing.
And right away, the reader is caught up in the action. He too is transported back to 221B Baker street, where Holmes and Watson are just beginning another of their many amiable conversations when a distressed client bursts in. Holmes then promptly manages to figure out the entire biography of this person just from one cursory glance.
And this brings me on to one of the most endearing parts of any Sherlock Holmes book: The deductions. Now, I’ve always felt that Conan-Doyle was an absolute mastermind for these. He trod the fine line between the deductions being boring or ridiculous with ease and as a result, left everyone gasping with Holmes’ intellect. I was a bit apprehensive that Horowitz wouldn’t be able to match that, but he does, to the same glossed perfection as his predecessor. The logic remains infallible, the deductions incredible yet simple.
You’ll notice I haven’t talked much about the plot. That’s because I haven’t finished reading it. But what I have read so far is incredible. I’ll talk about this more when I’ve finished the book đ
If I didn’t know who the author of the book was, I would honestly have guessed that it was Conan-Doyle. Horowitz has successfully captured the spirit of one of the greatest series of all time, and I couldn’t think of a beter way to respect it.
âSo, all of the elements are there: the data, the data, the data. Nothing of consequence overlooked. And yet can Horowitz, like Holmes, make from these drops of water the possibilities of an Atlantic or a Niagara? Can he astonish us? Can he thrill us? Are there âthe rapid deductions, as swift as intuitions, and yet always founded on a logical basisâ that we yearn for? Emphatically, yes.â-The Guardian
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