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The ‘Father Brown’ stories must constitute the most unusual collection of detective fiction yet written. The mysteries G.K. Chesterton builds are some of the most whimsical, surreal, absurd, unlikely crimes ever imagined, which defy logical solution. And yet what is most incredible is that they are all solved by a humble, unimposing Catholic priest named Brown, who sneers at the supernatural and uses reason and his intimate knowledge of human evil to foil crime.
Of all the detectives I’ve met – Auguste Dupin, Sherlock Holmes, Nero Wolfe, Hercule Poirot, Jane Marple – Father Brown stands out as the most fascinating and human. Whereas all the others go around collecting clues and gathering facts, in self-absortion, Father Brown uses his understanding of human behavior, his knowledge of how people would think and act under a certain situation, and, interestingly, by immersing himself in the mind of murderer and trying to think like him.
The stories are also some of most well-written I’ve read from any detective writer: Chesterton doesn’t just create intricate, maddening mysteries, he writes beautiful sentences, describes people, objects and events in wonderful, colorful fashion, and has a knack for witty paradoxes.
After having been disappointed with The Man Who Was Thursday, Father Brown has restored my confidence in Chesterton, and I can’t wait to delve into more of his work.
Of all the detectives I’ve met – Auguste Dupin, Sherlock Holmes, Nero Wolfe, Hercule Poirot, Jane Marple – Father Brown stands out as the most fascinating and human. Whereas all the others go around collecting clues and gathering facts, in self-absortion, Father Brown uses his understanding of human behavior, his knowledge of how people would think and act under a certain situation, and, interestingly, by immersing himself in the mind of murderer and trying to think like him.
The stories are also some of most well-written I’ve read from any detective writer: Chesterton doesn’t just create intricate, maddening mysteries, he writes beautiful sentences, describes people, objects and events in wonderful, colorful fashion, and has a knack for witty paradoxes.
After having been disappointed with The Man Who Was Thursday, Father Brown has restored my confidence in Chesterton, and I can’t wait to delve into more of his work.