[9/10]
Dick Francis is a bit of a one-trick-pony: he stumbled onto a winning formula in the field of thrillers and applied it to about four dozen books.
The similarities in plot and characters from one adventure to the next are obvious, but the key word in that definition is pony because Dick Francis is a hell of a good jockey on his particular hobby horse. The kind that wins championships in steeple-chasing and tops the best-seller lists in literature.
The horse ahead, the taxing job in hand, had absolute and necessary priority. I was primarily no one’s brother. I was primarily Kit Fielding, steeplechase jockey, some years champion, some years not, sharing the annual honour with another much like myself, coming out on top when my bones didn’t break, bowing to fate when they did.
Of the long list of popular thrillers written by Francis, the ones that deal directly with his field of expertise are the best. The racing world is for the author the passion of a lifetime and a true mirror of the world. The lessons learned by jumping over high fences at thirty miles an hour can be applied to any field of activity: preparation, dedication, focus, courage, integrity, respect and so on.
Kit Fielding is a steeple-chase jockey, a champion cut from the same mould as his creator. In fact, Dick Francis liked this Kit so much that he made him a recurrent character, something that only happens twice in his long catalogue [the other one is Sid Halley, another fictional steeple-chase jockey].
During a race, Mr. Fielding is absorbed completely by his relationship with the horse that carries him at high speed over fences, a level of wordless communication that may appear as magical to outsiders, but that is for Kit a combination of intuition and telepathy [and some bloody mindedness to get over that finish line together in the pole position]
Outside the racing field, Kit is reserved, discreet and reliable, a fact known also to his twin sister who has a habit of appealing to her brother whenever she is in trouble.
Coming to her brother, still, for her worst troubles to be fixed. Even though she was four years married, those patterns of behaviour, established in a parentless childhood, still seemed normal to us.
Holly Fielding is also part of the racing world, having married a young horse trainer in a sweeping romantic gesture that mirrors the plays of Shakespeare: The Fielding and the Allardeck racing clans have a generations long bloody feud going on, with Bobby and Holly being the first to break the tabu and cross over to the enemy. A sort of Montagues and Capulets in Newmarket.
Now Bobby Allardeck is the subject of a series of personal attacks in the yellow press that threaten to ruin his business. ‘The Daily Flag’ is publishing articles about Bobby’s financial secrets and exposure due to recent loans and purchases, implying both incompetence and ill will. These attacks are indirectly also targetting Bobby’s father, tycoon Maynard Allardeck, who abandoned his son because of the marriage to a daughter of his sworn enemies.
Kit Fielding is not a private investigator, but every Dick Francis protagonist is very good at whatever he does, especially when it comes to observing the fine details of what is going on around them, keeping a level head and applying common sense to the problems encountered.
They are also good at dealing with bullies which, as a rule, compose most if not all of the adversaries in a Dick Francis novel. I’ve got so used to this aspect of the formula that I can spot the bad man of the novel the second he opens his mouth:
‘I won’t forget this,’ he assured me viciously. ‘You’ll regret you meddled with me, I’ll see to that.’
The first question Kit Fielding asks when he arrives at the Bobby Allardeck stables is how the newspaper has obtained private information. The second action is to take steps to secure the compound against trespassers. This leads to immediate results, such as foiling a plan to kidnap horses without paying training debts by a venal owner. And catching a couple of strangers in the act of breaking into the stables after midnight, which gives us the title of the novel.
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I will stop here with the revelations about the plot. It will not do to tell all the salient points in a review that should be more about the secret ingredients Dick Francis puts in his successful formula. How exactly is he writing so many winners?
One of these key elements is the vibrant curiosity the author has about how different industries function. Most of these side activities provide the local colouring for individual novels and are somehow related to the world of racing. We have had in the past: horse riding, horse buying, horse training, race fixing, horse transports, photography, banking, car racing, movie stunts, catering, and so on ...
So how can we bring the scandal sheets of contemporary journalism into the fold?
The Flag’s overall and constant tone, I found, was of self-righteous spite, its message a sneer, its aftertaste guaranteed to send a reader belligerently out looking for an excuse to take umbrage or to spread ill-will.
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The Flag thought that respect was unnecessary, envy was normal, all motives were sleazy and only dogs were loved; and presumably it was what people wanted to read, as the circulation (said the Flag) was increasing daily.
Instead of a murder investigation we are offered in the present novel a description of how the power of the press has been perverted for propaganda and for financial gains.
Someone is secretly paying the ‘Daily Flag’ to run a smear campaign against the elder Allardeck, someone vicious and venal enough to break the law and to target the innocents.
Maynard Allardeck has caused a lot of grief during his rise to power in the financial circles, but for Kit Fielding this doesn’t mean that his son and his own sister must pay the price of bringing the bastard Maynard down.
So Kit Fielding takes the fight right back to the corrupt journalists, putting his own life in danger just as he does every time he enters a race, bringing his best assets that I mentioned earlier [focus, determination, courage, etc] into play against the clique of bullies.
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Another secret ingredient in the Francis formula is the attention to detail and the empathy given to secondary characters: Kit Fielding and other Francis heroes are never truly lone rangers, but they move in a circle of kindred spirits, driven by kindness and selflessness and professionalism. Most often than not, these character traits lead to long lasting friendships and even passionate love.
For Kit Fielding this reliable circle of old and new friends include his royal sponsor, the aging princess of an unnamed European country, his reclusive trainer, his cranky personal stable boy, a fierce woman editor at a rival newspaper and a beautiful young American heiress that prefers hard work to the lure of the jet set circuit.
I could have easily given the story five stars, as one of the best rides in the stable of Dick Francis’ champion ponies, but I found the often repeated telepathy claims a bit iffy and unnecessary. As a person with an identical twin who never received any telepathic messages from him, or from anyone else, I take these claims with more than a grain of salt.
But I am still looking forward to my years long quest to read every Dick Francis novel in publication order [ ‘Break In’ is actually a re-read]
‘I do begin to see,’ Danielle said, ‘what racing is all about.’