A friend recommended John Banville's novel Venetian Vespers (#1,375). I suppose I would describe it as literary gothic. Set in Venice as 1899 turns into 1900, it is a moody, atmospheric puzzle piece.
British writer Evelyn Dolman and his wife of several months, Laura, arrive in Venice for a delayed honeymoon. The palazzo where they are staying is grand, cold and understaffed. So is the relationship between the newlyweds.
Evelyn finds nothing to like about Venice and its chilly miasmas although Laura insisted on going there. While out on his own, Evelyn is accosted by a man who claims to have been at school with him. Freddie Fitzherbert knows details about his life there, but Dolman knows that he has never met the man before. His beautiful twin sister Francesca beguiles him, though. Enough so that Dolman is soon inviting the pair to come lodge with him and Laura at the palazzo. The problem is that Laura has disappeared. She has left most of her belongings behind, but Evelyn is so besotted with Cesca that he doesn't care. It isn't until Laura's sister and the Italian authorities question her disappearance that Evelyn realizes how serious matters have become. The question is: who is playing whom?
It is a beautifully written book. You can feel the damp creepiness of the place as you read. None of the characters are likeable, so it's hard to tell who to root for in this cat-and-mouse game being played. If you're in the mood for something dark and twisty, Venetian Vespers will fill the bill.