From Publishers Weekly:
Of all the matters that concern members of the Lunghi Family of Bath, England, in their latest outing, crime is the least of them. That eclecticism adds charm to this novel, but it also creates a problem: the Lunghis (Family Business, etc.) are private detectives, and this is at least nominally a mystery. While it's pleasant to learn that daughter Rosetta is studying line-dancing, and that Mama is so worried about her son Salvatore's "self-steam" ("Everywhere you hear about self-steam these days, like on programs with audiences that should not be pooh-poohed just because they're Americans") that she's thinking of going against her husband's wishes and investing in a restaurant where Sal can exhibit his paintings, these revelations don't generate suspense. True, son Angelo and his wife, Gina, are looking into the case of a woman who's being threatened by numerical messages on her pager, and the Old ManAthe founder of the agency and the shrewd businessman who put together the small real-estate empire that keeps the family solventAhas been asked to help prove that a client didn't murder his uncle ten years ago. And teenager Marie, the daughter of Gina and Angelo, does seem to have gotten in over her head in a scheme to earn some extra money for Christmas. As in real life, work and personal interests interact and clash, with results both surprising and predictable. The wonderful Regency city of Bath is treated as an ordinary, nondescript backdrop: another example of Lewin's sometimes regrettable refusal to hype anything for effect. (Oct.)
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From Kirkus Reviews:
Have a biscuitthe eternal Lunghi family greetingand listen to the latest adventures of Bath's most intimate detective agency (Family Business, 1995). Angelo Lunghi, visiting a dress shop whose owner is being harassed by dirty-looking young women scaring off her customers and extorting money for leaving her alone each day, picks up a second client who's trying on a dress: Esta Dumphy, whose beeper keeps picking up messages to call 999. Meantime, the family firm's been hired to help clear Winston Foxwell, a lottery winner who was perhaps too vehement in his opposition to a right-of-way that sliced through his late uncle's yard, from the charge of murdering said uncle and burying him in the spot the earth-movers dug up. As usual, though, these crimes are continually upstaged by sitcom family intrigues. What will happen when Angelo's son David forges his mother's name to a medical excuse from school and, out on the prowl, falls for one of the Dirty Girls? Or when Angelo's daughter Marie gets picked up, together with the ex-con who's been importuning her and her friend Cassie to do something a little questionable? How serious is the latest boyfriend of Angelo's sister Rosetta? Is his brother Salvatore really involved with an undertaker, as Mama Lunghi insists? Gentle family fun, heavy on the charm, shapeless as the velveteen rabbit. The Lunghis' approach to family planning is about as efficacious as the Catholic Church's. -- Copyright ©1999, Kirkus Associates, LP. All rights reserved.
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