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The Interpretation of Murder: A Novel
The Interpretation of Murder: A Novel
The Interpretation of Murder: A Novel
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The Interpretation of Murder: A Novel

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In the summer of 1909, Sigmund Freud arrived by steamship in New York Harbor for a short visit to America. Though he would live another thirty years, he would never return to this country. Little is known about the week he spent in Manhattan, and Freud's biographers have long speculated as to why, in his later years, he referred to Americans as "savages" and "criminals."

In The Interpretation of Murder, Jed Rubenfeld weaves the facts of Freud's visit into a riveting, atmospheric story of corruption and murder set all over turn-of-the-century New York. Drawing on case histories, Shakespeare's Hamlet, and the historical details of a city on the brink of modernity, The Interpretation of Murder introduces a brilliant new storyteller, a novelist who, in the words of The New York Times, "will be no ordinary pop-cultural sensation."

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Release dateMay 15, 2007
ISBN9781429996396
The Interpretation of Murder: A Novel
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Jed Rubenfeld

Currently a professor of law at Yale University, Jed Rubenfeld is one of this country's foremost experts on constitutional law. He wrote his Princeton undergraduate thesis on Sigmund Freud and studied Shakespeare at Julliard. He is the author of The Interpretation of Murder. He lives in Connecticut.

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  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    A murder mystery set in New York in 1909, during Sigmund Freud's only visit to America. The mystery was interesting, as were the conspiracy against Freud and the New York politics, but I never actually felt that I knew any of the characters well enough to care what happened to them.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    1909 Sigmund Freud est à New York pour donner une série de conférences sur la psychanalyse. Au même moment, une jeune femme de la bonne société est étranglée après avoir été sauvagement torturée. Freud, fatigué, malade, en butte à l'hostilité de l'intelligentsia locale, se retrouve malgré lui impliqué dans l'enquête que mène l'inspecteur Littlemore...Des bas-fonds de Chinatown aux hôtels particuliers de Gramercy Park, ce thriller à l'intrigue impeccable nous plonge dans le New York en mutation du début des gratte-ciel.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    This book is very loosely based on Freud's trip to America in 1909. Nothing much is known about it, and ever since he hated America and never went back. I say very loosely - obviously, with no real records to the contrary and a lot of imagination, the author has created a thrilling murder/assault case around the time of Freud's trip. (The author does admit this; he doesn't admit to it being completely accurate.) Although Freud himself does not solve the murder, his (fictional) friend Dr Younger does, and seeks Freud's advice as he psychoanalyzes the surviving victim of the attacks.When reading this book you have to bear in mind that it is mainly fictional. A lot of the characters did not exist, neither did several of the buildings, nor the murder case. I found myself enjoying it a lot more when I ignored that it was supposed to be about Freud and Jung, but more just a group of psychoanalysts, as otherwise it is rather difficult to believe in places. However, I believe that Freud and Jung's characters did keep true to the reality (from what I know of them both), including conversations and the theories/ideas they have.With that in mind, I really enjoyed it; it was thrilling and exciting, and had enough plot twists to keep me guessing as to who the culprit is and to whether they will be able to prove it. The ending completely surprised me, too, as well as the final analysis of Nora, the victim of the attacks. I would certainly recommend it to others who like mysteries; it's really worth the time to read (it is quite long). Unfortunately it doesn't look like Jed has any other fiction novels available from a quick search on Amazon, which is a shame, but I will keep an eye out all the same.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    I only quite enjoyed this book. It has a lot of flaws. I enjoyed the description of 1909 New York - its massive change and energy. But I found the characters a bit flat and the change of point of viewconfu sing.I didn't guess the twist but I knew it wasn't the obvious candidate. I liked some of the psychological history aspects but I found the Hamlet discussion irrelevant. I suspect the author had a view that he desperately wanted to make and so shoehorned this aspect in. And heobviously doesn't like Jung much.The supposedly stupid detective actually solves the mystery, when you expect the narrator to do so.In the foreword, the author claims that he is trying to explain whyFreud called Americans "savages" but in the end the book singularlyfails to do this.The ending is actually quite confusing and complex, I'm still not sure who actually killed the girl.In many ways, the author tries to show off his knowledge a bit too much.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    This falls in the category for me of books read for entertainment. The fact that it contained as characters both Sigmund Freud and Carl Jung drew me in, having studied them in school and having been drawn to Jung's work. The Jung portayed here was not the Jung I recall learning about! Not a likeable person. The edition I read contained notes by the author that explained his research and the license he took with historical facts and timelines, which is really a bonus IMHU. Detective Littlemore was endearing as the good guy policeman who wouldn't give up. The writing was fine, nothing annoyed me or excited me either way. The number of red herrings seemed to pile up a little over time, but it wasn't a big distraction. A good sort of book for in-between other books when you need a pleasant break!
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    Super dandy literary murder mystery set in turn-of-the-century New York City. Freud and his followers figure prominently. A possible serial murderer is targeting young women of high society. Great period detail, excellent pacing, wonderful characters, terrific all around!
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    My imagination was completely captured by the idea of a story that involved Freud in a murder mystery, and I could not leave it on the shelf. I can no longer remember when I purchased it, but I've been looking forward to reading it for quite a while. And for the most part it delivers. Towards the end it becomes a more typical "whodunnit" with the pedictable twists and turns, but even that is fun. But I love the gentle, fascinating pace at which the characters are drawn and the scene built. And I love the exploration of Hamlet and its relationship to psychoanalytic thinking.It was lovely to simply read a good story that I could enjoy reading just for the sake of it, but which also excited my mind, without any conscious effort on my part. And the rich detailing of historical characters and settings reminded me of my favourite aspects of the Time wars series. To make it absolutely perfect I would make the ending less typical of a murder mystery, but it's great just as it is.
  • Rating: 2 out of 5 stars
    2/5
    I found the beginning of this book quite boring -- it's well researched, I think, and the descriptions are vivid, but I just didn't get into it. I didn't get close to the characters or feel particularly excited about the plot.

    Doesn't help that I'm not terribly interested in Freud and his theories -- books where famous writers are the detectives are much more in my line.
  • Rating: 2 out of 5 stars
    2/5
    A little far-fetched, but interesting period piece regarding NYC.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    This was a good vacation read. Nothing fancy, just solid writing, fantastic period detail and good pacing. The story never slowed down, not even on the parts that I didn't really enjoy.I enjoy a good who-done-it. And this has a very satisfying twist to it and a great "reveal" of the why, when, where, etc.The hook of the book is that Sigmund Freud himself has been called in to help solve some murders in New York City. The story is based on enough fact to make it really enjoyable. Much like some of the characters in Caleb Carr's "The Alienest". But then the Freud connection was one of the parts that I enjoyed least. The story/mystery was strong enough to stand on its own, without all of the psychoanalysis babble going on. At first, it was fun and I learned some neat things. But then when the characters start arguing with themselves over trying to diagnose murderers and motives. It got a little slow. So I skimmed much of the psychology stuff.And then there is Hamlet. The main character in this book has a fetish for Hamlet. I was amazed that with all of the brutal beatings and killings going on, the main character was never so excited that he couldn't take time to dwell on Hamlet. I mean people are getting killed and this guy was wondering why no one has figured out what Hamlet's mom was thinking the day her husband died? I'm being a bit of a so and so here, but I really could have done without the Hamlet stuff.But, I imagine a lot of readers will enjoy the connections made.Overall, a good read during a vacation, but not one I could sustain over a few weeks while reading at night. Not sure I could stay interested enough.
  • Rating: 2 out of 5 stars
    2/5
    A good story told in a rather annoying manner. I don't like Freud, and I didn't get to the end.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    Really enjoyed reading this, in fact found it hard to put down! An intricate plot, interesting characters and some excellent twists. My only criticism would be that it was a little confusing and rushed towards the end, but otherwise it was great. I am glad I had already read Ragtime by EL Doctorow as it helped to set the context.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    I believe that this book is not meant for everyone to like unless you're familiar with psychoanalytical concepts such as Oedipus complex and mechanism of repression etc. A thriller incorporating well explained psychoanalytical concepts is an amazing accomplish! A fast paced, well written novel. Set in Manhattan, New York, a story of 1909 Sigmund Freud's visit to America along with his protege and rival Mr. Carl Gustav Jung. When a wealthy young debutante died, discovered in an elegant luxurious apartment near the city. She was found tied bound, whipped and strangled and another second victim narrowly escaped but could not recover the events of what happened. Authorities calls upon Freud to help with the investigation and to recover the victim's memory.Through out the book you will notice that Mr. Carl Gustav Jung was depicted as self-absorbed, treacherous, racist in which I don't know why. Jung-bashing aside the novel is a worthy read.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    An entertaining mystery set in early 20th century New York, where the hero attempts to solve a murder and an attempted murder with the help of an amnesiac debutante, a frustrated city coroner, an enterprising young policeman, Carl Jung and Sigmund Freud. Enjoyable.
  • Rating: 2 out of 5 stars
    2/5

    Six out of ten.

    In the early 20th century, Sigmund Freud made his one and only visit to the US. In later years, he often talked of his dislike for America and the savages who lived there. This is the story of what happened during his visit.

    A decent thriller but slightly trashy.

  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    Based on Sigmund Freud’s only trip to the U.S. (which left him calling Americans ‘savages’ amongst other choice phrases) this is a literate murder mystery set in Victorian New York high society. Someone is offing young women, but one of his victims survives. The problem is she can’t remember what happened. The good news is that Dr Freud is just off the boat from Europe and he has created something called psychoanalysis that might help the girl remember who attacked her. The real life events meld seemlessly with the fictional (though Rubenfeld separates the two in the endnotes for the curious). Meticulously researched, this is an unputdownable novel with breathing characters, a fast-paced plot and intelligent dialogue.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    Really enjoyed the mystery and the historical detail. That I did not guess the culprit, which I usually do, gave me an added element of suspense. This book is not for everyone. The details of early psychoanalysis and the inclusion of rivalries between various medical specialities and psychological approaches verged on distracting.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    This was the second book in a row that I read to have a cover blurb comparing it to Caleb Carr's The Alienist; the other was Harold Schechter's Nevermore, about Edgar Allan Poe and Davy Crockett ratiocinating together. In this instance the comparison is a little more apt, since the detection is set early in the 20th century and involves not just one but a bunch of mentalists -- in this instance psychoanalysts, among them Freud, Jung and Ferenczi, visiting the US so that Freud could deliver a series of lectures and receive an honorary degree. Foremost among these men, in terms of the novel, is the youthful, tyro US psychoanalyst Dr Stratham Younger; it is he who, with ambitious young NYPD detective James Littlemore, solves the case of a young woman found seemingly murdered by a sexual sadist in a doughty Upper West Side apartment block, with a second, similar but fortunately not lethal attack on another young woman soon after in a house adjacent to Gramercy Park. That survivor, Nora Acton, becomes Younger's primary love interest, even as he recognizes that what's going on is, at least on her part, merely transference.

    The tale's carried along often with Younger as first-person narrator, often in traditional novelistic third person, and sometimes in the form of highly entertaining third-person infodump, filling in historical and/or psychoanalytic details. In any of these three modes, the text's enormously readable and the mystery engrossing; more accurately, it's the unraveling of the mystery, with layers of understanding of the truth of it being gradually revealed, that engrosses, for the mystery itself is not what it seemed at the outset. In parallel there's an unveiling of the true depths of Nora Acton's personality, through both Younger's stumbling psychoanalytic efforts and his direct romantic interest, that's equally involving. As background we have two linked sets of politicking going on, one concerning the administration of NYC, the other being rooted in the antagonism of traditional US mentalists toward the upstart Viennese discipline with its focus on matters better swept under the carpet.

    Unfortunately, the explanation of what's really been going on comes as something of an anticlimax, since it piles implausibility upon implausibility; the fact that it has to be fleshed out to fill perhaps thirty or forty pages in an attempt to stop us throwing the book at the wall in outright disbelief is an indication of the problem. Luckily Rubenfeld's prose was still sufficiently smooth to keep me reading, but it meant that I came away from the book with a far less favourable opinion of it than I'd have thought possible an hour earlier. But it's a sign of the book's strength otherwise that I was genuinely disappointed to discover from the notes at the back that both Stratham Younger and Jimmy Littlemore were, unlike Freud, Jung and the rest (whose roles are fairly minor), entirely fictional characters; they were both that well created on the page.

    Rubenfeld has published a follow-up, The Death Instinct, and I'll be keeping an eye out for it.

  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    The Interpretation of Murder is a great murder mystery that deftly wraps in the history of New York (where it is set) along with the psychological theories of Freud (one of the characters) and even a dash of Shakespeare. I don't normally read murder mysteries but I doubt many of them are written with this much intelligence and scope. At the same time, I do get the feeling that Rubenfield is trying to show off his skills a bit in his debut novel. He did his undergraduate thesis at Princeton on Freud and studied Shakespeare while at Juliard. Now he is a law professor at Yale. So he's a bright dude and I think he wants us all to know it. But I learned quite a few interesting tidbits while reading this book because of his eagerness to 'share' in his knowledge. The story is both interesting and engrossing. The mystery is revealed and unraveled quite quickly at the end of the book but I'd imagine that is quite common in the genre. The murder plot gets a bit complex so it'll probably one of those books where you quickly forget exactly what happens at the end soon after reading it but The Interpretation of Murder will definitely leave an impression.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    Overall, I did enjoy this story. It reminded me of "The Alienist" and "Angel of Darkness" by Caleb Carr, which I loved. I like that turn of the century time period. I like the mystery involved. But I felt like the last 20 pages or so was just to explain everything to the reader. It didn't do the actual story justice. I actually really liked the mystery part. I found myself constantly guessing and then changing my mind.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    Basically, the story was good and it did hold my interest so that I didn't want to put the book down. I really enjoy a mystery story; here there are many elements that had me thinking "hmmm....he did it," or "no, it couldn't have been him..." and this was a good thing. I hate it when things are so transparent I wonder why I bother to read the novel. And really, you have to read to the very end which is surprising. But my problem here is that everyone seemed so flat. I would have thought there would have been much more character development, especially for the main character in this book, Dr. Younger. I also liked the historical detail here -- it's very obvious that the author did quite a bit of research.Overall, it was a good read and I would recommend it to mystery readers who enjoy historical settings; if you haven't read your Freud you may be a bit lost.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    Dr. Stratham Younger, a young physician and budding new psychoanalyst waits on the New York shores as the steamship George Washington pulls into the Manhattan dock in 1909. Disembarking down the gangplank are famed psychiatrists Carl Jung and Sigmund Freud, arriving to the glittering Victorian city for a series of speeches they will be presenting to universities in Massachusetts. The day after they arrive, murder and mayhem strike deadly as two society girls are attacked. Both strangled with silk ties, whipped, and lacerated with knife cuts. One dead, the other rescued at the last minute but left severely traumatized unable to speak, not capable of informing the police who the perpetrator was, due to sudden post-traumatic amnesia. As Younger is called in to assist the mayor, coroner, and local police detectives as consulting physician, he enlists the assistance of Freud and Jung as they are certain their therapeutic skills of psychoanalysis can help the girl recall what happened and eventually reveal the murderer’s identity. Surrounded with the engaging history of New York’s Gilded Age, and back grounded with famous members of Manhattan’s elite such as the Astors, Vanderbilts, Sir William Randolph Hearst, and Mayor George McClellan, The Interpretation of Murder has an intense diabolical and complex plot any reader will find hard to put down. Action, humor, romance, murderous chills and thrills, sexual tension, incest, political espionage, and an early introduction to the world of psychiatry which at the turn of the century was rather thought as quackery, this suspenseful debut has all it takes to keep the pages flying. The county coroner is a hilarious Columbo-like sleuth himself with his own ideas and methods of solving this heinous crime, and a rather green-around-the ears young detective tries his hand at the art of deduction as he chases around the streets of New York, sloshes through the rat filled wharves and alleyways, secretly slips into penthouse suites and crawls into Chinatown’s opium dens, all in the line of duty to successfully crack his first case. Freud and Jung are at each other’s throats literally analyzing each other’s motives instead of helping the case, and our young doctor Younger falls hopelessly in love with the beautiful surviving young woman despite everyone’s warning that she might be delusional and ready for Bedlam. As Rubenfeld deftly whisks you around town and pushes and pulls you hither and yon leaving your head spinning as to who the murderer could be, you will be left out of breath, on the edge of your seat, and briskly racing to the finish line as all the players act out a sensational game of cat and mouse from introduction to conclusion. I found the author’s writing very polished, his characters delightful, and the plot very inventive and accomplished. Two thumbs up for this shocking story heaped with scandal and mischief, this is a Victorian era mystery at it’s very best!
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    A well written and very different book. Partly a whodunnit, partly a fictional look at Freud's physcoanalysis. I particularly liked the evocative scenes of early 1900s New York
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    An interesting book, but it lacked some depth. I put this down to the author's (admirable) intention to remain true to the facts of Freud's visit to New York, but I felt that none of the characters, except perhaps Stratham Younger, truly came to life for me.Many of the conversations were a little false as Rubenfeld sought to describe psychoanalytic theory. I have studied Freud and therefore found myself skipping over the theoretical discussions, hoping that a bit more action might follow.The ending was a little disappointing, but the descriptions of New York at the turn of last century and New York society were fantastic. Definitely worth a read, but don't take it too seriously.
  • Rating: 1 out of 5 stars
    1/5
     Not one I intend to revisit. In fact one I almost didn't finish. It's a fictional murder set during Freud's visit to america. He didn't much enjoy the trip, and this book is a fictional account of some things that may have put him off a country that has since gone a bit therapy crazy.
    Elizabeth Riverford is found murdered having been whipped & strangled while being suspended from the chandelier in her apartment. The next day, another young lady, Nora Acton, is found in a similar condition, but alive. She appears to have no memory of the event and had lost the ability to speak as a result of the trauma. This brings in the psychologists. It all gets a bit convoluted, with the clues pointing to several different suspects, all of which are them out of the frame and back in again. The detective in charge of the case happens to be one of those that can't be bought (one of the very few in the city at the time, based on this report) and he finally cuts through all the red herrings to get to a solution - aided & abetted by the physcologist Freud assigns Miss Acton to. Nothing wrong with the detective element, but I can't say I found much edifying in the relationship between Freud & Jung, and the details of their various schools of thought & behaviour all got a bit heavy going. I also found the way in which the crimes were described to be almost salacious in the detail and that just left a very unpleasant taste in the mouth.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    Super duper historical mystery set in 1909 NYC during the (real) visit Freud and Jung made to lecture here. Lots of delicious detail about NYC at the time and even better, about the theories and relationships of Freud and Jung. Lots of real folks used as characters to build a pretty complex but ultimately fair and satisfying plot.If you are a fan of Reginald Hill, Elizabeth George, and the book Time After Time, or other historical fiction, I think you'll get a kick out of this one.
  • Rating: 1 out of 5 stars
    1/5
    Very sloppy and unconvincing. Only the end of each section is somewhat gripping, both in the sense of the idea presented and the prose style. The rest reads like trash.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    What a rollercoaster of a book! This is a really complex crime and murder mystery, with a whole host of characters whose actions interweave in the plot. A list of characters would have been really useful - I was often confused but you just have to let it flow. Interestingly this book also covers thinking on Hamlet and the relationship between Freud and Jung, including their different thinking in their field. Oh and a love story in case you thought there weren't enough plotlines. Some of the characters appeared to have personalities that developed and became more complex as the plots moved on. The conclusion makes you want to flick back to the beginning, where you realise that you made quite a lot of unfounded assumptions as a reader!
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    This story was good, but not great! There were some good twists and it was, in the main, entertaining. BUT I felt there were too many “red herrings” and the book overlong because of it. The characters were well developed, if a little odd.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    I really loved this book. Great descriptions of fledgling New York city. An unpredictable and suspensful plot. Great read!

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The Interpretation of Murder - Jed Rubenfeld

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