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DATING IS
MURDER
A Novel By Harley Jane
Kozak
Doubleday: 352
pp., $19.95
Sex and the Single Sleuth
By Paula L.
Woods, February 6, 2005,
Los Angeles Times
Ever since bounty-hunting heroine Stephanie
Plum burst onto the mystery scene in 1994 — sporting
spandex, big hair and a New Jersey background rich in
blue-collar humor — there has been a slew of authors and
publishers seeking to tap the vein that Plum's creator,
Janet Evanovich, has so expertly mined. And though there are
writers who have created memorable "chick lit" sleuths
(Sarah Strohmeyer's beautician-reporter Bubbles Yablonsky
and Los Angeles newcomer Patricia Smiley's consultant Tucker
Sinclair spring to mind), no one has come close to unseating
Evanovich as Queen of the Quirky Mystery.
Another challenger to the throne is Harley Jane Kozak, whose
first novel was
last
year's well-received "Dating Dead
Men." The former actress has had some macabre work
experiences that might give her an edge in the
offbeat-mystery-writing sweepstakes. Her character in a
long-running soap opera was killed off, for example, when a
neon letter fell from a hotel marquee and crushed her to
death, and she had a leading role in the 1990 horror comedy
"Arachnophobia." But is a colorful Hollywood résumé
sufficient to conquer a subgenre in which the writer must
balance the traditional elements of mystery, romance and
suspense with improbably named heroines working in
nontraditional careers, hip girlfriends (one of whom is
invariably black), inscrutably handsome men and a ditzy yet
loving family?
Kozak's second novel, "Dating Is Murder,"
finds series heroine and greeting card designer
Wollstonecraft "Wollie" Shelley grieving over the departure
of her fiancé, Doc, who has broken up with her and traveled
to Taiwan to be near his young daughter. At the insistence
of girlfriends Joey and Fredreeq (who, true to the
subgenre's conventions, is black), Wollie is trying to
forget her troubles, pick up a little extra cash and get
back into the dating game by appearing as a paid contestant
on "Biological Clock." The third-rate reality TV show's
three female contestants are filmed on prearranged dates
with a rotating stable of three men, and the top female
vote-getter's prize is six months of free fertility services
with her male counterpart or a sperm donor of her choice.
But Wollie's plan to report to a local restaurant for a
taping is disrupted by a phone call from the mother of
Annika Glück, an au pair who is Wollie's math tutor and
moonlights on "Biological Clock" as a production assistant.
Mrs. Glück fears her daughter is in trouble because Annika
did not place her weekly call home to Germany. Wollie agrees
to take on the task of finding the young woman, in part to
ease her conscience for not noticing Annika's absence from
the set and for not knowing that she was so desperate that
she had asked a crew member where to get a gun.
Wollie, who is juggling the show, college
math proficiency tests and a part-time job painting a frog
mural on a friend's kitchen wall (don't ask), pulls out her
trusty Thomas Guide, "a book of maps as common to Southern
California cars as Gideon Bibles are to hotel-room drawers,"
and heads for the wilds of Encino, where she is accosted by
a goose ("I've been in some undignified situations in my
life, but hiding from poultry was a low watermark") at the
home of Annika's sponsors and employers. She meets Annika's
young charge, Emma Quinn, and Emma's mother, Maizie, a
Martha Stewart wannabe. Maizie can't account for the missing
girl's absence, although what appears to be a designer drug
found in Annika's room gives the search an ominous twist.
Was Annika a drug user, or worse? What role did her
boyfriend, Rico Rodriguez, handsome college student and son
of a congressman, play in her disappearance? Are the people
who are stalking Wollie all over Los Angeles related to
Annika or Savannah Brook, a contestant on "Biological Clock"
who wants to win at all costs? And why does Wollie keep
coming back to a Chaco horned frog, Ceratophrys cranwelli,
in that mural she's painting?
A search for answers to these and a hundred
other questions sends Wollie from Encino to San Pedro and
points in between, as she contends with hilarious impromptu
shopping excursions with Joey and Fredreeq, interminable
"dates" with a motley crew of contestants from the show, a
mysterious blue-eyed stranger who appears to be stalking her
and a recurrent fear that someone has hit the snooze button
on her biological clock: "What was the statute of
limitations on true love?" she worries. "Longer than the
working life of my ovaries?"
Though
"Dating Is Murder" has flaws — including inexplicable lapses
in judgment on Wollie's part that seem more related to the
author's need to manipulate the plotting and plump up the
story than to her heroine's naiveté or any dumb-blond
stereotypes — Kozak balances the needs of the mystery with
the wackier elements of her story. But it is the voice of
Wollie, who is fast approaching 40, that is spot-on perfect,
humorous and poignant enough by turns to win the series new
fans and make Kozak a contender in the never-ending quest
for the perfect quirky mystery.
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