![]() ![]() ![]() His elderly characters are increasingly three-dimensional, not two, and he doesn’t flinch from their frailties.Įlizabeth’s husband, Stephen, is gradually retreating into dementia, but his continued grasp on chess – which he plays with returning character Bogdan, a taciturn Polish builder fazed by nothing – keeps him just about present. ![]() Only a curmudgeon would deny that The Man Who Died Twice is just that: jolly and silly – in fact, jolly silly – but it’s not quite all caper. It seems superfluous to point out that much here is frivolous and a little ridiculous, because Osman was never after credulity so much as escapist fun in the first place. Richard Osman’s follow-up to The Thursday Murder Club, The Man Who Died Twice, has become one of the fastest-selling novels since records began. Joyce, meanwhile, frets about whether to serve tea with the bag in or out. Osman, confident in his abilities now, gleefully throws everything into the mix, a bit of Scooby-Doo, a smidgen of Guy Ritchie and even a Tarantino-esque Mexican stand-off that plays out more like panto in Morecambe. The police are sniffing around, likewise secret agents, a local drug dealer and, because why not, the American Mafia, too.Įlizabeth, who is essentially 007 by way of Penelope Keith in The Good Life, properly comes into her own, but Joyce – Felicity Kendal as voiced by Alan Bennett – reveals some investigative chops of her own. This time around, Elizabeth, Joyce, Ron and Ibrahim find themselves embroiled in the theft of £20m worth of diamonds. ![]()
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