Anthony Quinn's debut is one of the best I read while judging an exceptionally strong shortlist for the Author's Club First Novel Award, and it won for a number of reasons. It's a superbly evocative portrait of a lost city, Liverpool, once an exquisite Georgian city built largely on the profits of the slave trade. It's hero Tom Baines is a man in his forties, emotionally and professionally adrift. Unable to commit to anything, either personal or professional, he is left looking in at life from the outside, with only his fascination for architecture to connect him. He is obsessed by an obscure Liverpudlian architect, Eames, and part of the novel's cleverness and assurance is that, like AN Wilson's Who Was Oswald Fish it it a double narrative which gradually reveals the genius mixed with tragedy of the past.
The Rescue Man opens on the eve of the Second World War. With uncertainty in the air as the world seems on the brink of disaster, Liverpool is a city tense in anticipation of the coming conflict. Baines is an architectural historian who gets commissioned to write a book about the glories of his city, a job that brings him into contact with an elegant and intriguing woman photographer - the wife of his most admired colleague in the Heavy Bomb Disposal unit, or the Rescue Men, retrieving the wounded and dying from bombed buildings. In wartime, ordinary rules are suspended, risks taken and Baines finds himself caught up in a love affair that can only lead to disaster.
The tone of the novel is that of a fully fledged writer, confident and mature, with an interest in character, memory, emotion and place that engages a reader from the start. As other reviewers have noted it has something of Graham Greene's The End of the Affair about it, but it's also an excellent addition to a growing body of fiction set in Liverpool from Beryl Bainbridge, Linda Grant and Barry Unsworth.