Jerry Pinto
“Em and the Big Hoom” is a favourite book largely thanks to how sensitively Jerry Pinto deals with the issue of a person’s mental health and its impact on their near and dear. Murder in Mahim, in terms of premise, is vastly different and as the title would suggest, a murder mystery. But once again, it is the sensitivity that the author displays in treating both the subject and the subjects that takes it beyond other fare in the genre.
It would be unfair to compare this to his previous work simply because of the massive genre shift. I also feel that it might not have worked simply as a murder mystery because once the plot progresses, second guessing becomes rather easy. Two things worked in its favour. The pace of the narrative is tight. The author doesn’t stretch any suspenseful plot points beyond its worth, and in that sense, respects the reader’s smarts. The other part is the nuanced detailing. A subculture of Bombay truly comes to life in the book. (yes, I recognise the irony here) The author makes the effort to get the reader to empathise with the characters and their complexities. That goes for the city too – as represented by its people and places, and even the time of the day when it is seen.
The balance that the author tries to find is between a reflective commentary on how sexuality is perceived by society, and a gripping murder mystery. Largely this is achieved, though sometimes one feels that the two themes take turns in dominance, and the mix isn’t homogenous. Also, given the great job in detailing, it is a little surprising to see the author making errors in keeping surnames consistent and making mistakes when namedropping celebrities.
However, all things considered, time well spent.
