This is a fine debut novel from a Scottish writer who has a lot more to say than many bigger, showier names I could mention. Perhaps the fact that it is historical and set in a country town (rather than the usual contemporary Urban Grimm school of Scottish fiction) has something to do with its relative neglect; but that's a poor excuse.
Benzie obviously knows his literature, and the opening historical pre-amble leading up to a hanging for sheep-stealing and the destruction of the town clock, owes something to the openings of Grassic Gibbon's "Sunset Song" and Halldor Laxness' "Independent People"; but it's still marvellous stuff in a thrillingly dark voice.
Thereafter, we get a touching and humane story featuring some very well realised characters - Watchie himself is a particularly likeable creation. The theme of clocks and the passage of time which runs through the book is skilfully handled. My only quibble (and it's a relatively minor one) is that the book, although actually fairly long on a straight page count, somehow feels too short on coming to the end - some loose ends have been left untied, and the novel's darker undercurrents could have been taken further. All the same, I'd recommend this to anyone.