"Phryne Fisher isnt really a glossy girl, she's just pretending to be one to solve the suspicious death of an old luvvie who wrote and illustrated fairy stories for a womens magazine. Not exactly riveting reading by todays standards, but this story is set in the 20s when women read articles on how to be virtuous, and never ventured out without a hat or gloves. Greenwood manages to evoke the elegance of the era in this charming tale, which dwells as much on the wardrobe of the heroine as the morbid details of murder and mayhem." -- Vogue Magazine, June 2001 "Greenwood crafts a passable whodunit, but terrific historic color (complete with a three page bibliography) and the blithe proto-feminist heroine are the real highlights here." -- "Kirkus Reviews" "This series is the best Australian import since Nicole Kidman, and Phryne is the flashiest new female sleuth in the genre." -- "Booklist" "Kerry Greenwood makes it impossible for the audience not to like the charming Phyrne or her investigations." --"Midwest"" Book Review"
"Phryne Fisher isnt really a glossy girl, she's just pretending to be one to solve the suspicious death of an old luvvie who wrote and illustrated fairy stories for a womens magazine. Not exactly riveting reading by todays standards, but this story is set in the 20s when women read articles on how to be virtuous, and never ventured out without a hat or gloves. Greenwood manages to evoke the elegance of the era in this charming tale, which dwells as much on the wardrobe of the heroine as the morbid details of murder and mayhem." -- Vogue Magazine, June 2001 "Greenwood crafts a passable whodunit, but terrific historic color (complete with a three page bibliography) and the blithe proto-feminist heroine are the real highlights here." -- "Kirkus Reviews" "This series is the best Australian import since Nicole Kidman, and Phryne is the flashiest new female sleuth in the genre." -- "Booklist" "Kerry Greenwood
Phryne Fisher isnat really a glossy girl, sheas just pretending to be one to solve the suspicious death of an old luvvie who wrote and illustrated fairy stories for a womenas magazine. Not exactly riveting reading by todayas standards, but this story is set in the 20s when women read articles on how to be virtuous, and never ventured out without a hat or gloves. Greenwood manages to evoke the elegance of the era in this charming tale, which dwells as much on the wardrobe of the heroine as the morbid details of murder and mayhem. aVogue Magazine, June 2001
Phryne Fisher isnt really a glossy girl, shes just pretending to be one to solve the suspicious death of an old luvvie who wrote and illustrated fairy stories for a womens magazine. Not exactly riveting reading by todays standards, but this story is set in the 20s when women read articles on how to be virtuous, and never ventured out without a hat or gloves. Greenwood manages to evoke the elegance of the era in this charming tale, which dwells as much on the wardrobe of the heroine as the morbid details of murder and mayhem. Vogue Magazine, June 2001
Phryne Fisher is a character whose personality falls somewhere between gentle femininity and hard-boiled forensic capabilities. It is a combination which celebrates the emerging individual women of the 1920s.-- Weekend Australian
Phryne infiltrates the staff of Women's Choice with all the aplomb of Lord Peter Wimsey taking on the advertising game, casually dispensing balm to fragile egos and down-to-earth fashion advice while she penetrates the secrets of the magazine's agony page and follows a tortuous trail of clues to a suitably unexpected conclusion. -- Adelaide Advertiser
Phryne Fisher isn't really a glossy girl, she's just pretending to be one to solve the suspicious death of an old luvvie who wrote and illustrated fairy stories for a women's magazine. Not exactly riveting reading by today's standards, but this story is set in the 20s when women read articles on how to be virtuous, and never ventured out without a hat or gloves. Greenwood manages to evoke the elegance of the era in this charming tale, which dwells as much on the wardrobe of the heroine as the morbid details of murder and mayhem. Vogue Magazine, June 2001