Believe it or not, you can find a lot of helpful information in books. This wasn’t
such a shocking statement in 1946, back when people were smarter. Gabriel Book
would have been considered intelligent during any era, but being a second-hand
bookseller sounds like an unlikely background for an amateur detective to many post-War
observers. However, Book has connections that help him investigate unusual
cases, whether the police like it or not (spoiler alert: they usually don’t).
It all seems particularly strange to his new assistant, especially since he has
no idea why Book hired him in creator-star Mark Gatiss’s six-episode Bookish,
which premieres tomorrow on PBS.
Jack
Blunt doesn’t know anything about bookselling. However, he knows a little about
crime, having just been released from prison. Regardless, he does not know Book
from Adam, so he has no idea why he was hired sight-unseen. Clearly, the Books
(Gabriel and Trottie) have some kind of connection to the moody (but
essentially decent) young man. Of course, Gatiss takes his time revealing their
secret histories, until around the end of episode four.
In the
meantime, there will be mysteries to solve, like the suicide of Harkup, the
grouchy old pharmacist, which isn’t really a suicide in the first two-parter, “Slightly
Foxed.” Arguably, these episodes best capitalize on the post-War setting,
because the murder somehow also involves the discovery of an ancient plague
pit, unearthed beneath the rubble of a London Blitz bomb-site.
“Deadly
Nitrate” evokes the spirit of vintage 1940s-Cecil Beaton British movie glamor,
without actually depicting any real-life stars. Instead, a fan dies from
poisoned chocolates intended for either Stewart Howard or Sandra Dare, the
fictional reigning sweethearts of the screen. Part one starts strong, but part
two bogs down in a frustrating preoccupation with Book’s sexuality, which
starts to sabotage the cozy mystery vibe.
Unfortunately,
both parts of “Such Devoted Sisters” take these identity themes even further. Having
temporarily fallen out with Book, Blunt accepts a position as a bodyguard for
expatriate Balkan princesses dispossessed by the Communist regime. It seems
their persons really did need guarding, when a caddish playboy war vet suddenly
croaks after drinking a cocktail mixed for one of the princesses. However, Gatiss
and co-writers Matthew Sweet and Tim Morris have far less sympathy for the
refugee royals then they do for Eadie Rattle, a stridently Marxist hotel maid—even
though by this time, the Soviet horrors were already coming to light.
A show
like Bookish is at its best when it is light and frothy. Generally, that
is how Gatiss plays Book too, emphasizing his erudition. Yet, he and the series
are undermined by the intrusive class warfare and sexual orientation politics.
Indeed, the concluding two-parter gets downright lectury, whereas the only social
issue Bookish should fixate on is literacy.
The mezzotint print-making process might seem old-fashioned, but one of its
leading practitioners was M.C. Esher, whom M.R. James might have appreciated,
at least for his use of initials. Typically, mezzotints never change, but not
the one in this M.R. James short story. Understandably, that rather bedevils
its new custodian in Mark Gatiss’s The Mezzotint (part of the A Ghost
Story for Christmas annual series in the UK), which airs on participating PBS
stations.
Edward
Williams definitely stays true to his school. He curates the traditional
Ox-bridge-ish university’s decorative arts museum and spends most of personal
time at the U club with his old college mates. Each day is largely the same,
but that is how he likes it, until a mysterious mezzotint arrives for his appraisal.
Williams
had not thought much of it, but his golfing friend Binks sees more in it. In
fact, he describes a rather different picture, with a moon rising above the
country house and a shadowy figure just starting to enter the frame. Weirdly,
those elements had not been in the picture before, because, as Williams soon
deduces, it changes slightly every time he looks at it. That sounds crazy, but
Williams’s old school chums Garwood and Nisbet confirm it, much to their own
surprise. It confuses all the three alumni, but Williams also feels an uneasy suspicion
that the dark figure will do something horrible when he finally enters the
house.
Of
course, the mezzotint surely must represent events that occurred when it was
printed in the 1800s, right? Yet, to Williams, it feels like a tragedy slowly unfolding
before his eyes, especially when he learns he might have a personal connection
to its town of origin. That last bit is all Gatiss, but it is a nice macabre
little wrinkle. Regardless, it is strange no previous anthology series has
taken a shot adapting it, especially considering it requires no special effects—just
a quality print-maker.
In
fact, this is one of Gatiss’s best “Ghost Stories for Christmas,” or just plain
“Ghost Stories,” if you are watching on PBS. The mezzotint is a clever gimmick
and Gatiss maximizes its full Twilight Zone-ish potential.
For many [stupid] people, books are sort of like ghosts. They relics from
the past, bearing witness to the folly we might have prevented, had we only
read more of them. However, a part-time librarian might have a legitimately haunted
book on his shelves, which is bizarrely in-demand throughout Mark Gatiss’s The
Tractate Middoth, based on the classic M.R. James story, which airs on
participating PBS stations over the coming month.
Although
originally produced by the BBC as part of their annual Ghost Story for
Christmas, PBS apparently believed the productions they licensed better fit
Halloween season. Neither is wrong per se, because James is timeless—and hopefully
so are books.
Intellectually
gifted but financially challenged William Garrett rather enjoys working
part-time in the library, while pursuing his advanced studies, even though “Sniffer”
Hodgson, the supervising librarian, is a pompous blowhard. At least he did,
until John Eldred requests the Tractate Middoth, an ancient Hebrew text.
The
first time Garrett tries to pull it, he believes a mysterious shrouded figure coincidentally
retrieved it before him. The next time Eldred calls to request it, Garrett
passes out on the way to its shelf, overcome by the supernatural pollen
suddenly swirling about. Clearly, that volume holds sinister secrets, involving
its former owner, the nasty Dr. Rant, who maybe orchestrated all this weirdness
while expiring on his deathbed, as we partially saw during the prologue.
Tractate
Middoth is
a particularly British ghost story. Indeed, it is easy to imagine how James’s
tale might have inspired some of the early library business in A Discovery of Witches. If the story sounds familiar, maybe it is because Leslie Nielsen
also portrayed the intrepid librarian on the early-1950s Lights Out anthology
show.