Where the Truth Lies

June 2, 2003
Holmes is an award-winning Broadway playwright and composer (The Mystery of Edwin Drood; Accomplice), so it's only appropriate that his hugely entertaining first novel should be set in the world of show business. It purports to be the account of one K. O'Connor (we never learn her first name), a smart, pretty and accomplished young journalist who has been commissioned to write a book about a celebrated comedy team of the '60s, Vince Collins—who sang smoothly and was a ladies' man, and Lanny Morris, who clowned around (Martin and Lewis, anyone?). At the height of their career, a dead girl was found in their hotel room, and although neither of them was accused (they had airtight alibis), the incident put an end to their act, and as the book begins, they haven't seen each other for years. O'Connor sniffs around Collins, reads some chapters Morris has set down for a book of his own and begins to wonder just where the truth does
lie. Holmes has a wonderful feeling for period detail, and the '60s and '70s spring vividly back to horrific life through the brilliant narration of the romantically susceptible O'Connor. For much of its course the novel is witty, sexy and suspenseful, but eventually it morphs into a more conventional whodunit, with one of those windups in which a complicated plot is sorted out in improbable dialogue between accuser and perpetrator, and the giddy pleasures of the first two-thirds are somewhat overshadowed. That's not enough, however, to spoil what is for most of the way a glittering ride. (July)Forecast:With the intriguing combination of a Broadway name as a first novelist, a sensational plot, an attractive reader's edition for BEA and a hearty push from its editor, Jon Karp, this is bound to be one of the more talked-about fiction debuts of the summer. Movie rights to director Atom Egoyan.

March 1, 2003
A Tony Award winner for The Mystery of Edwin Drood (book, music, and lyrics), Holmes debuts in fiction with the story of a tough, sassy young Seventies journalist writing the story of a popular Sixties comedy duo, now split. Of course dark secrets start popping up.

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Starred review from June 1, 2003
Although this is Holmes' first mystery novel, he has already wowed Broadway audiences with two crime stories: his musical adaptation of Dickens' " Mystery of Edwin Drood " (for which he won four Tony awards) and his Edgar-winning thriller, " The Accomplice" . This foray into narrative fiction is literate, witty, and atmospheric. Holmes re-creates the extravagant side of the 1970s--jumbo jets equipped with upper-level piano bars; Hollywood before the glamour died. Connecting all this glitz is the attempt of Holmes' heroine, a young female journalist, to write a book investigating the split of a comedy team obviously modeled on Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis. The reporter soon learns that a girl found murdered in a bathtub in a New Jersey casino years ago is somehow at the core of the duo's breakup. Further digging puts her in contact with some very funny, very scary gangsters and leads to her discovery that one of the comedy team may be a murderer--and may be coming after her. The plotline will command reader's interest, but what will probably knock them out is the dead-on way Holmes captures the comedy team's speech cadences and sybaritic habits, making what is known of Martin and Lewis' wild celebrity ride a compelling backdrop for villainy. (Reprinted with permission of Booklist, copyright 2003, American Library Association.)