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crack_van2005-07-30 08:56 pm
sperrywink) wrote in crack_van2005-07-30 08:56 pm
The Misadventures of Renfield Turnbull, Canadian Private Eye by Shade (R)
Fandom: DUE SOUTH
Pairing: none
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
daughtershade
Author Website: Shade's Corner
Why this must be read:
I admit I am one of those people who loves crossovers, AUs, ARs and any of that cracktastic fun. So this AU murder mystery where Turnbull is a 1950s private investigator whose partner Fraser has recently died suspiciously and Ray Kowalski is the troublesome blond bombshell that comes to him for help is right up my alley. The rest of the cast also make appearances and even if they are all switched up job-wise except Ray Vecchio, they all maintain some nugget of their show personality.
I especially like how the story is told from Turnbull's point of view. It gives it a whimsical, earnest air that works really well in twisting the noir setting into something with the same feel as the show. And the author really brings Turnbull to life. Although he is as accident-prone and cleaning-obsessed as he is on the show, you easily fall into understanding why he is this way and rooting for him to solve the case.
“What did he mean by a bad one?”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Vecchio. He said it wouldn’t look good for him to help out a gum-shoe 'especially a bad one.'”
“Ah,” Ren said, “we’re here. I hope you’ll like this place. Alice makes a mean meatloaf sandwich. Well, I could do better, but…”
“Turnbull, answer me,” Ray said not backing down an inch.
Ren took his hand off the door handle and sighed. He looked over at Ray, but couldn’t meet his eyes.
“He’s right. I’m a terrible PI. Fraser was the detective. I think he just kept me around because he felt sorry for me. Ever since he died, business has been bad. The only reason I haven’t closed up shop is because I can’t get the nerve up to fire Frannie. She needs to work to help out Mrs. Vecchio. I’m sorry.”
“You didn’t think to mention this before I paid you?”
“We need the money, Ray, and I can help you, I can! Please let me try. If it doesn’t work out, I’ll give you back the money, I promise.”
Ren felt Ray’s intense stare, but still couldn’t look up. After a few moments of silence, Dief whined.
“All right, but you’d better be straight with me from here on out. After all, I’m paying for the privilege.”
The Misadventures of Renfield Turnbull, Canadian Private Eye by Shade
Pairing: none
Author on LJ:
daughtershade Author Website: Shade's Corner
Why this must be read:
I admit I am one of those people who loves crossovers, AUs, ARs and any of that cracktastic fun. So this AU murder mystery where Turnbull is a 1950s private investigator whose partner Fraser has recently died suspiciously and Ray Kowalski is the troublesome blond bombshell that comes to him for help is right up my alley. The rest of the cast also make appearances and even if they are all switched up job-wise except Ray Vecchio, they all maintain some nugget of their show personality.
I especially like how the story is told from Turnbull's point of view. It gives it a whimsical, earnest air that works really well in twisting the noir setting into something with the same feel as the show. And the author really brings Turnbull to life. Although he is as accident-prone and cleaning-obsessed as he is on the show, you easily fall into understanding why he is this way and rooting for him to solve the case.
“What did he mean by a bad one?”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Vecchio. He said it wouldn’t look good for him to help out a gum-shoe 'especially a bad one.'”
“Ah,” Ren said, “we’re here. I hope you’ll like this place. Alice makes a mean meatloaf sandwich. Well, I could do better, but…”
“Turnbull, answer me,” Ray said not backing down an inch.
Ren took his hand off the door handle and sighed. He looked over at Ray, but couldn’t meet his eyes.
“He’s right. I’m a terrible PI. Fraser was the detective. I think he just kept me around because he felt sorry for me. Ever since he died, business has been bad. The only reason I haven’t closed up shop is because I can’t get the nerve up to fire Frannie. She needs to work to help out Mrs. Vecchio. I’m sorry.”
“You didn’t think to mention this before I paid you?”
“We need the money, Ray, and I can help you, I can! Please let me try. If it doesn’t work out, I’ll give you back the money, I promise.”
Ren felt Ray’s intense stare, but still couldn’t look up. After a few moments of silence, Dief whined.
“All right, but you’d better be straight with me from here on out. After all, I’m paying for the privilege.”
The Misadventures of Renfield Turnbull, Canadian Private Eye by Shade