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Have you read Everyone in my Family Has Killed Someone by Benjamin Stevenson (2022)?
yes
no
I didn't finish it
I've never heard of it
If the intro to this book doesn't hook you (and the intros are *slightly* different via audiobook/ebook/physical book which is amazing) then I don't know what will
Everyone In My Family Has Killed Someone by Benjamin Stevenson
“If a killer is ever revealed and your ‘percentage read’ isn’t at least in the high eighties, they cannot be the real killer; there is simply too much of the book still to be read.”
JOMP BPC || January 5 || So Friggen' Funny: Ernest Cunningham Series by Benjamin Stevenson
You guys. This book is thus far delightful.
2025 Book Review #43 – Everyone On This Train Is A Suspect by Benjamin Stevenson
I honestly don’t know how this series first ended up on my radar, but I found the first book in it to be enjoyably silly and mindless fun. Since I was going backpacking and would need some enjoyable beach read while well out of cell reception, I picked this up and – whatever its failings and missed opportunities – it did succeed at that with flying colours. I do not, honestly, think I would have enjoyed it much in many other contexts, but as fun disposable extruded genre product it did in fact fit the bill.
Following the events of the first book in the series – and the wild success of his book based upon them – Ernest Cunningham’s life has improved significantly. Dating the (now quite wealthy) former owner of the ski hill where it took place (and author of her own quite profitable memoir based on the whole serial killer thing), with a worryingly competent literary agent and a sizable advance on his next book – and even an invitation to the 50th Australian Mystery Writers convention, held aboard a luxurious historic train travelling directly across the continent. He hopes the event will be a cure for his crippling writer’s block and – as every other panellist seems to be trapped in a web of grudges with each other, and one of them drops dead in dramatic fashion – he does in fact get what he wished for.
So just as with Everyone in My Family Has Killed Someone (the first book in the series), this is an incredibly self-aware series, more genre pastiche that relies upon ones familiarity with and affection for various mystery tropes to really land than something that can be read naively. Incredibly self-aware and, for me at least, more than a bit insufferably so. All the cutesy asides about how what a coincidence it is that the events Ernest is living through so neatly match the pacing of a schlocky mystery novel, the asides reassuring the reader that he is a fair narrator and this is a fair mystery, the listing of how many times each suspect’s name has been used to help you guess who it will be and – it starts to grate, eventually. Whedonesque. Worse, it just feels like empty padding.
Which is a shame, because the core conceit of ‘a bunch of hackish mystery writers who all hate each other are in some isolated locale when the bodies start dropping’ is one I find incredibly charming. But it’s a difficult thing to keep that self-aware a premise form getting too meta and tongue-in-cheek to take even slightly seriously, and I found this went well over the line. Not to the point where it didn’t work as popcorn, but it wasn’t far off at points. Each character felt like little more than a one-line improv prompt and a series of secrets listed as bullet points, there were simultaneously b- c- and d-plot side-mysteries that fit together too neatly and perfectly for my suspension of disbelief but were never that interesting in their own right, and all the smirking at the camera meant there wasn’t really room for any of the plot points or character beats that were interesting to breath.
Iwas going to say that the end result was like a lesser Knives Out sequel, but that’s honestly unkind to the amount of charm and humour Benoit Blanc brings. The better comparison is to say it’s like an inexplicably Australian mid-season episode of Castle. Now I actually liked silly mid-season episodes of Castle as I watched them, so I really am being harsh here. But just, god, you could have done the same idea here so much better. I can see it in my dreams.
This is very clearly a post-#metoo book, which I mention because it’s really the only remotely interesting theme or ideological stance the book possesses. It’s not exactly graceful (okay, no, it is incredibly clumsily integrated at points) but at least its heart is in the right place?
Anyway yeah, this is a fun brainless beach book that did in fact eat up a pleasant couple of afternoons. I really can’t say too much for its virtues otherwise, besides the fact that beneath all the winking at the camera it is a competently executed fair play mystery. I just dearly wish that, if it was doing this, it went all-in and was less surface level in its understanding of the publishing industry and that the psychologies of the different writers/suspects were allowed to have a whole second dimension each.
📚November 2024 Book Review📚
November was a bit less busy that October and varies from jawdropping to very meh.
SBC Book Club : Everyone On This Train Is A Suspect
Title: Everyone on this Train is a Suspect Author: Benjamin Stevenson Genre: Mystery
Goodreads Summary :
When the Australian Mystery Writers’ Society invited me to their crime-writing festival aboard the Ghan, the famous train between Darwin and Adelaide, I was hoping for some inspiration for my second book. Fiction, this time: I needed a break from real people killing each other. Obviously, that didn’t pan out.
Review :
Okay, well, back with a fresh start for a new year, and another mystery novel I've been meaning to read. I really enjoyed the first entry of this meta series, and have been looking forward to getting to this one.
I really enjoyed this one! I read it in five hours!
The thing this series has going for it is that it has a really fun premise in that the main character is (somewhat) aware that he's in a novel. There are rules of the mystery genre to be followed and the fourth wall is meant to break, and a lot like the first one in the series, there's a lot of commentary on the mystery genre in general -- which I find a lot of fun.
The really beauty of this one is that the structure is incredibly tight and a lot of fun. This time around, Ernest is on a train with other mystery writers, each of whom all have a different style, and that style is explored in the various different sections as the novel unfolds. And while I think the first book was bumpier, you can tell that the author was able to make this novel a bit cleaner, and I think the whole thing holds together better than the first novel.
I will admit, it's not a perfect book. In upholding the style and structure, the actual mystery of the book is somewhat straightforward, and while not exactly predictable, the story beats (intentionally) follow a somewhat linear pattern that one would expect, which I do think holds it back slightly. I don't know that there's anything new outside of the meta schtick when it comes to the actual mystery, and thus the characterizations feel a little.... one-dimensional at times.
But that said, this book is a lot of fun, a quick and easy read, and an enjoyable commentary for anyone who wants a light and engaging mystery. It's a definite recommend from me.
Rating : 4.5 Stars