I turned to this book with perhaps slightly lower expectations than in the past, bred by a couple of years of less than scintillating offerings from Donna Leon. However while I would not place this at the top of my "Favourite Donna Leons" list, I can report with delight that "Beastly Things" is far from beastly, and is indeed a pleasure to read.
The pleasure is a little qualified by the nature of the subjects whch Leon covers (here both the Venice barrage and the meat industry are in her sights) - but her fans will be ready for her disturbingly keen eye to be cast on yet another less than well managed area of Italian infrastructure - and to describe it so clearly that you participate in her anger and unhappiness.
But in essence the book is a classic police procedural, enhanced by the well loved characters who have grown with the series. It is, this time, a real murder; as if responding to some criticisms on these lines we start with the body of a man - most certainly murdered - in the Venetian morgue. And we take in such classic detective novel points as - if a man is found at point X at Y o clock, and died at Z olock, where did he enter the water? Yet the book is much more than a well constructed detective novel; at the heart of the book, and the title is the victim himself, whose appearance is beastly and who, it transpires, is a good and kind worker with beasts - a vet. The question Brunetti must answer is what did this good and kind man do to end his life stabbed in the back and shoved in the water? And marching alongside his enquiry, which takes him to the moral dilemmas of the victim, march his and his friends' own moral dilemmas - his ongoing battle with the legality of Signorina Ellettra's hacking versus its extraordinary efficiency in helping to bring justice to bear, the shifts and half lies involved in an effective interrogation, the rightness of using class and financial pressure to prevent others using class and financial pressure to bring about a wrong.
Other pleasures from the book are the sense that (again after a few books where characters seemed becalmed) life within those chracters is on the move. Elletra is restive - what shocks has she for us in future? And most intruigingly Patta, that most two dimensional of men, seems to be stirring into life. Here we find him confronting a moral dilemma of his own and, unlike so many of the better people about him, actually taking a high moral stand which costs him dear. What next? I shall look forward to next year's Brunetti instalment with keen anticipation!