Books: Fletch

I keep meaning to write at least a little bit about the book Fletch by Gregory McDonald. I finished it a while back.


I was reminded of it yesterday when I saw the movie available in Best Buy on Blu-Ray. I guess everything is going to get the HD treatment now so the movie companies can get us to replace the DVD collection we got to replace the VHS collections we used to have. It’s quite a racket they’ve got going.

I don’t have a lot to say about Fletch. It was a fairly quick read. It was a lot more gritty than the movie. It was just as funny as the movie – all the classic bits (including “charge it to the Underwoods”) were there. I felt that I understood the storyline a lot more by reading the book. It’s been years since I saw the movie and I’ll have to watch it again and see what I think of it now.

There are places in the book where Fletch is recanting all of the details of what he is working on into his tape recorder. This drove me nuts. Sure, it’s probably accurate that an investigative reporter would go through such a process but it is still tough to have to go through pages of summary of what you just read. This reminded me of all the pages of photography mumbo-jumbo in the book Bridges of Madison County.

So, that’s the end of another weekend.