Reviewed by: The Cold Dish, and: Death without Company, and: Kindness Goes Unpunished, and: Another Man’s Moccasins, and: The Dark Horse Ann Ronald The Cold Dish. By Craig Johnson. New York: Penguin Books, 2005. 354 pages, $14.00. Death without Company. By Craig Johnson. New York: Penguin Books, 2006. 271 pages, $14.00. Kindness Goes Unpunished. By Craig Johnson. New York: Penguin Books, 2007. 288 pages, $14.00. Another Man’s Moccasins. By Craig Johnson. New York: Penguin Books, 2008. 290 pages, $14.00. The Dark Horse. By Craig Johnson. New York: Viking Penguin, 2009. 318 pages, $24.05. Usually a book-a-year output from either a writer of Westerns or a writer of detective stories would invite an unfortunate condemnation: formulaic genre writer. In the case of Craig Johnson, author of five recent Walt Longmire mysteries, that label would be wrong. Each of his novels is vigorously plotted, psychologically complex, and inherently thoughtful. While Johnson acknowledges a debt to James Crumley, he actually extends the range of the noir Western mystery far beyond his predecessor’s accomplishments. The settings, stories, and situations are shrewd, sophisticated, and smart. They tease the formula; they turn it upside down. The West itself is fully realized, a full-fledged rural Wyoming with its blizzards, its isolation, its tight-knit communities, its gossip, its distinctive inhabitants. Scenic descriptions resonate: “The clouds were dappled like the hindquarters of an Appaloosa colt, and the beauty kicked just as hard. The head wind rattled the bare limbs of the cottonwoods as the longer branches swayed, and the remnants of grass and sage shuddered close to the ground” (Cold Dish 334). The people resonate, too, their personalities distinct and their quirks quite charming. Each novel stars Sheriff Longmire, an aging Vietnam vet who, despite his easygoing manner and love of literature, always gets his man—usually in violent fashion. The posse ensemble includes Vic (his Philadelphia-trained deputy who finds herself in unfamiliar territory), Ruby (the shrewd dispatch voice of organizational competence), and Santiago “Sancho” Saizarbitoria (a Basque lawman who arrives on the scene in the second book and stays). Even more compelling is the sheriff’s best friend, Henry Standing Bear, a Cheyenne sidekick whose inherent wisdom and physical prowess rescue Longmire from some very tough spots. He may be a Tonto look-alike, but it’s often Standing Bear’s competence that steers the plots toward successful completion. [End Page 400] So Johnson gives his readers a heroic sheriff, an Indian sidekick, a faithful posse, and larger-than-life solutions to mystery and mayhem. Sounds like genre fiction. Right? Wrong. The isolated terrain and the distinctive characters and the random murders totally transcend easy labels. Several things carry the novels beyond the stereotypes. First is the sense of community. Each novel centers on a subset of communal interactions. In The Cold Dish, it’s the Cheyennes; in Death without Company, it’s the Basques; in Kindness Goes Unpunished, where Longmire and Standing Bear travel east, it’s Philadelphia’s Italian neighborhoods; in Another Man’s Moccasins, it’s the heritage of Vietnam; in The Dark Horse, it’s the cowboy and his horse. In each case, the micro-world is tightly wrought and convincingly portrayed. Only in Philadelphia does the sheriff seem out of his element. He belongs in the West, I think, because he’s the laconic western hero, although he’s a lawman with many more dimensions than a Gunsmoke or Hopalong Cassidy fan might imagine. Given his western-ness, then, the four novels set in Wyoming are more believable than the one set totally elsewhere. Ironically, though, to me the most compelling of Johnson’s Wyoming books is Another Man’s Moccasins, where intercut Vietnam scenes from the past drum a rhythmic counterpoint to the present-day plot. In any event, community is crucial. Another highlight of the novels, alongside those unique communal focal points, is a strong Native American component. Henry Standing Bear is nothing like a foil. Rather, he guides the narrative lines and instructs Longmire along the way. The sheriff reacts intuitively, often assimilating what appear to be Native reactions and Native responses to narrative surprises. It might...
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