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The Childish Churl: Volume 15 (A Nick Williams Mystery) Paperback – 3 Nov 2017
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An excellent addition to the series. I especially loved how the ends were left so tangled right until the very end and then neatly tied off.
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The story nominally focuses on the wedding of Carter’s mother with Ed, a man who is closely tied to Nick, but in a very circuitous way. The wedding takes place in the “big pile of rocks” on Nob Hill, the Victorian mansion from which Nick was exiled as a teenager, and where Nick and Carter now make their home. However, by the time the wedding occurs so much else has happened that it seems like a near afterthought—and for all Butterfield’s breezy assertions that these stories just come to him, I imagine there’s rather a lot of thoughtful calculation behind these complicated plots.
Two things seem central to this novel: the structure of Nick’s friendship network and the structure of his company, Consolidated Investigations. First, there’s an emotional confrontation among Mike, Nick and Carter at the company HQ in downtown San Francisco. Frankly, I’m not sure I entirely tracked the deep emotion that Butterfield sees here, but I understand the facts. Nick, for all his insouciance as a hugely rich gay man who throws money around in order to help people and thwart the homophobic powers of the world, is not superman. He’s a young man who still feels the shame and pain of rejection by his family (and his entire class). He’s undereducated, and emotionally a lot more fragile than he appears. He is arrogant and short-tempered, and dismissive of anyone who disagrees with him. Except for Carter Jones, the man he calls husband. Carter, a laconic country boy turned fireman, has become increasingly educated and sophisticated through his own efforts, even as Nick relishes his personal cultural ignorance and lack of “high hat” manners. Carter understands Nick’s financial affairs better than Nick does, because Carter sees why understanding his power matters. It is Carter who created the rapprochement between Nick and his father—something nigh unto miraculous, if one remembers the first books. It is, ultimately, Carter who is the psychological glue that binds Nick to all the people who love him. He forces Nick to look inward, and to finally understand himself in ways he has hitherto refused to do.
The whole restructuring of Consolidated Investigations seemed a little odd—like technical details that had no real purpose. And yet, I was fascinated, because this is Butterfield pointing out to us that, for all of Nick’s careless spending, what he has created is a gay-friendly corporate empire with over a hundred employees, a fleet of modern transportation, and a notorious office building in a major western city. Nick has made something important, almost against his own instincts, and he has to face up to what it means, which will influence what he’ll do next.
Oh, and there are two murders, which happen without any real significant impact on the plot, except to amplify the ongoing story of how people think about and treat Nick and Carter. And there are four children who enter and disappear from the story, leaving a huge wake of undisguised emotional impact, the long-term purpose of which I can only wonder at. One of the purposes of the children in the story is to bring up the issue of an odd paranormal thread which winds its way through several of these books, relating to Nick’s long-dead mother. I don’t object, but I wonder at what Butterfield is up to with this.
Nick and Carter and everyone else are old friends of mine now. I will read every book, and I will continue to love them and the fantasy they represent. But I grow increasingly interested in the darker, real-life history that Butterfield brings into these stories. Looking back at 1955 from my 63rd year on earth, I understand all too well how lucky I am to be in 2018, for all its strangeness.