THE DARKER REACHES: Helen McCloy’s The Slayer and the Slain

Thanks to a sale on Kindle, I snatched up about a half dozen titles by Helen McCloy and have been enjoying them like literary bonbons ever since. I previously reviewed two of her titles, Through a Glass, Darkly and Mr. Splitfoot, here. Both of these novels feature her sleuth, Dr. Basil Willing, a psychologist, allowing McCloy to explore her fascination with morbid psychology, a central feature in many of her mysteries.

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Dr. Willing is nowhere in evidence in The Slayer and the Slain (1957), but the protagonist, Harry Vaughan, teaches psychology at a New England University and has a bright future as an academic and a researcher. Yet, when an uncle dies and leaves him a fortune, Harry chucks his job and moves back to his hometown of Clearwater, Virginia to raise horses and renew his acquaintance with the beautiful Celia Arabin, the one who got away and ended up marrying another man.

A great deal of the suspense in McCloy’s work comes from her exploration of human doubles, so beautifully explored in Through a Glass, Darkly with the notion of the doppelganger. The same preoccupation appears in different form here, as Harry finds that the people who surround him – including Celia and her family, the woman he has hired as a cook/housekeeper, and his cousin, a smarmy journalist – are multi-faceted characters, capable of different sides to their personalities. It doesn’t help that, before coming to Clearwater, Harry suffered a fall that resulted in a serious concussion, which confuses his perceptions. Or that a mysterious prowler is haunting the houses and streets of the town, or that this person’s actions seem to have a sinister intent toward Harry himself.

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I feel like the less said about the plot from here on in, the better, but the mysteries within this novel fall much more into Barbara Vine territory than Ruth Rendell. I felt a little challenged because, for most of the time, I was convinced I knew what was going on. In fact, I was so certain that I became somewhat restless. Surely others must see what was so clear in my mind, I thought. So I spent much of the time enjoying McCloy’s prose, and she really does write beautifully. She creates beautiful character sketches that speak concisely about a person’s appearance and inner life. Here is a description of the journalist’s wife, Molly: (my apologies to Moira Redmond and her wonderful “Clothes in Books” blog – this is really her territory!)     il_570xN.276161566      “A full skirt showed off the narrowness of her ankles and the arched instep of her high-heeled shoes. Her blouse was one of those loose affairs that slide off the shoulders with every shrug. Her face was still firm enough for her to wear her hair girlishly long without looking like mutton dressed as lamb. The general effect was mildly wanton, like that imaginary portrait of Salome in the Metropolitan, but if you looked closely you saw that the cosmetic mask and lacquered nails and load of conspicuous jewelry were all more feminine than the woman who wore them.”

This leads to some interesting and controversial psychological postulations about housewives by Harry – and, perhaps, McCloy: “The servantless housewife who spends a great deal of her day performing such tasks of the untouchable cast as cleaning out toilet bowls and garbage cans revolts by making herself look as much as possible like an idle temple prostitute in the evening. But her air of luxurious decadence is all on the surface. Underneath she is the executive in the home, the business manager of the family.”

McCloy also writes potent commentary on how the changing landscape of America affects the mindset of its citizenry. As Harry drives from down the coast to his home town, McCloy describes the new phenomenon of the American highway:

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Exactly three quarters of the way through this novel, McCloy reveals its central conceit, and I discovered whether or not my suspicions had been correct. (I’m saying nothing about that!) The reveal is done in a fascinating way, and there is still a ways to go. The final quarter of the story twists and turns like a knife, right down to the final sentence.

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I can’t say that The Slayer and the Slain represents the same kind of traditional mystery that my colleagues in the Golden Age of Detection group covet as much as I do. But it is a fascinating, well-written psychological mystery well worth your time.

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6 thoughts on “THE DARKER REACHES: Helen McCloy’s The Slayer and the Slain

  1. This is lined up on my Kindle as my next McCloy, so thanks for a) whetting my appetite further and b) not giving too much away! The absence of Basil Willing is, bluntly, a good thing as far as I’m concerned – it’s hard to imagine a more bland, more pompously single-minded but somehow still ridiculously indistinct figure to base a novel around…and yet McCloy wrote bloody reams with him…

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    1. But how do you REALLY feel about him, JJ? 🙂

      I’ve only read two with Willing – there are thirteen – and I don’t mind him as much as you. The psychologizing gets a bit much, but that happens here, too. That seems to have been McCloy’s “thing.”

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      1. Yeah, I don’t mind her psychological approach so much – it actually sets her apart very well, because when she remembers subtlety she does it excellently – I just need to be more convinced of her as an author overall before I’m able to blind myself to her chosen protagonist. TSatS has a fabulous reputation, and then I might go onto some of her short stories. If you come across any other novels of hers you’d recommend, be sure to let us know!

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  2. Thanks for the shoutout and I LOVE it when other people comment on the clothes – gives me new ideas for the blog. I have been rediscovering Helen McCloy recently and must add this to my list – I might even have it somewhere on my shelves. Great analysis.

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