Wow. I SO enjoyed this book; the first I’ve read of the (long) ‘Saint’ series.
82 years after first publication, the language is, unsurprisingly, now dated. However, like Shakespeare and Austen, Charteris’ style, pace, humour, and use of the English language is so precise, vividly imaginative, and superbly evocative that it would be disasterous to even contemplate rendering “Knight Templar” (1930) into ‘modern’ (2012) language. Therein lies the skill and longevity of a truly great author.
Chapter 1 commences with the Saint (aka Simon Templar), dressed to the nines, aptly (as it turns out) singing of seven lines from Gilbert & Sullivan’s “Yeomen of the Guard” in Piccadilly (London). The Law (a policeman) is unsurprisingly less than best pleased. Relatively few words, yet so perfectly placed on the page, bringing to mind an image of …. Of what? Of Bulldog Drummond having had a glass too many? Of a James Bond with fewer hang-ups than Fleming’s character? Of Rudolf Rassyndyll fishing in Ruritania? Or the brash adventurer Rupert of Hentzau? The winning claim came, I thought, from John Steed (The Avengers).
As I lapped up the action of the plot, I discovered myself comparing Simon Templar with the much later James Bond. By the end of this book Templar was my clear winner by a very big margin. Charteris is SO cool, so astute; Templar wins his prize (the girl, of course!) not only through his fitness and bravado, but primarily by outwitting his (far from stupid) enemy, by using the power of and judicious application of his clear-headed strategic thinking. Whereas James Bond always takes the less demanding route by resorting to improbable ’technology’, doesn't he?
Roger Conway, the Saint’s less cerebrally-sparkling comrade in the war against meglomaniacs and crime does serves a useful function in accentuating the Saint’s pre-eminence. I really liked the way that Charteris gave Conway the style, conviction, and modicum of skill to be a serious player; he is emphatically not just there to be Templar’s fall guy. Sonia Delmar, the heroine has plenty of verve too. Unlike those decorative Bond Girls of male fantasy, the beautiful Sonia is a valuable long-term asset.
The plot of “Knight Templar” is very like a game of chess. I can just imagine children brought up on these books later pursuing careers in the British diplomatic service. The deeper I got into this book, the more the literary allusions alluringly grew like mushrooms; yet never, I thought, to such an extent as to be obtrusive, let alone irritating, to a less widely read reader. Here is a book which can be read, re-read, and enjoyed in layers.
Had I been a 9 to 12 yr old I should have been over the moon to receive this book as a Christmas or birthday present in 1930. Yet the plot and writing remain more than strong enough to be enjoyed by an bright clued-up youngster today, especially when (for example) given an explanation of how life was lived in Britain before the invention and widespread dissemination of corded telephones and telephone exchanges, let alone terrestial and satellite cellphones!
In 2012 this book has the capability to appeal well beyond the 'grown-up' market.