Adapting a 19th Century Russian fable into a contemporary
setting, albeit one 30 some years back in the hey-days of the early eighties,
and from a first-time author no less, can be considered a gamble. With Queen Of
Spades, Michael Shou-Yung Shum doubles down and beats the house. And as much as
I would like for that to be the last gambling metaphor of the review, the speed
and tone of the book simply will not allow me to throw down markers on Odd when
the roulette wheel will definitely come up Even. Shum, you see, has a way of
stacking the deck in his favor.
Set in a unique casino in the Pacific Northwest, Queen Of
Spades focuses on a new dealer and his quest to understand the system of
Countess, a legend in those parts who only plays the high-stake tables. Shum
deals in other players, a dying pit boss, a sad-sack gambler, the ex-wife
attending 12-step recovery meetings, a palm-reading teen among others, whose
tales are just as unique to that of the dealt hand. More Robert Altman than
Woody Allen, although Shum plays tight with themes of both humor and
friendship, Shum focuses on his cast of characters, ensuring the prime players
are available for the climatic big deal. By the end of that hand, and the read,
when all players have called, a few of those folded tales become lost amongst
the victory of others, and is a slight problem that is easily forgotten and
forgiven.
Shum has a light, easy tone making Queen Of Spades a fun
read not only through his narrative, but also as he picks and tempts with the theory of
the gamble, the strategy behind the play, and how luck envelops it all.
Many thanks to NetGalley and Forest Avenue Press for
dealing me into this well-played round. I feel like a winner.
As Always,
theJOE
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