I was just curious if anyone had ever read any Father Brown mystery stories. I’m a big G.K. Chesterton fan, but I find these to be really inferior mystery stories. Don’t get me wrong - G.K. Chesterton is incapable of writing anything that isn’t entertaining. Still, as mystery stories, these fail, generally because G.K. Chesterton withholds some vital piece of information that ties everything all together until the last page, or just plain cheats.
A good example is a story in which a man is found murdered in his bedroom. There is only one entrance to the building, and six people located all along the path all swear that they didn’t see anyone. So what’s the solution? Well, Father Brown points out that “no one ever sees mail men” and the police go out and arrest the mail man, who of course is the killer. This sort of resolution happens constantly.
The problem with the stories seems to be in the actual nature of Father Brown as a detective. Brown is supposed to be intuitive about human nature, not necessarily deductive of facts. Unfortunately, intuition is rarely satisfying in mystery stories, where the delight of the reader is following the same thought processes as the detective. After you’re done with a story, you feel a pride in yourself because, since the detective was able to logically put all the pieces together and you were able to understand the chain, the reader feels certain that in a similar situation, they could do the same. A good mystery story is as exhilirating from pride as it is from crime and intrigue. Father Brown stories have none of this - G.K. Chesterton uses the same crazy-man logic scheme to solve his mysteries that inspired the programmers of The Longest Journey to utilize an inflatable duck in withdrawing a key from a subway track.
Furthermore, even as a somewhat-religious individual myself who, either way, has a hell of a lot of respect for organized religion - Father Brown’s religious tirades are tedious and grating to the extreme. Some examples:
“Stand still”, he said in a hacking whisper, "I don’t want to threaten you, but - "
“I do want to threaten you,” said Father Brown, in a voice like a rolling drum. “I want to threaten you with the worm that dieth not, and the fire that is not quenched.”
“You see,” said |Father Brown in a low but easy tone, “Scotpeople before Scotland existed were a curious lot. In fact, they’re a curious lot still. But in the prehistoric times I fancy they really worshipped demons. That,” he added genially, “is why they jumped at the Puritan theology.”
Absolutely maddening.
As stories, they are quirky and fun to read, but as mystery stories, they stink. That said, I can’t understand for the life of me why mystery afficionados harp on the brilliance of them so vehemently. Any insight?