In “Best Served Cold” Abercrombie takes a “sword and sandal”, feudal setting and uses it to present a very straightforward revenge thriller with very strong overtones of that classic Hollywood (et al) genre the “gang heist caper”, typified by… Ocean’s Eleven, The Dirty Dozen, Kelly’s Heroes, The Italian Job, etc etc etc.
The writing is clean and competent, with a witty, relaxed style and occasionally lapsing into a mild vernacular “for effect”. The plot is linear and simple, presenting no real twists and turns… well, there are a few twists, but no big surprises, making this a relatively enjoyable and undemanding read. The story is an “exciting” one, in as much as it trips along at a fair pace, throwing plenty of action, gore (torture and sundry sword-play) and a few fairly racy sex scenes.
On the other hand, that simplicity, the lack of complexity and surprise do render the plot a fairly bland. That would be more than acceptable were the characters to take up the slack. A good “gang” adventure is in large part defined by the leading characters and their interactions. Unfortunately Abercrombie’s protagonists are a bit of a letdown. The mixed bag of criminals, murderers, torturers and barbarians in Murcatto’s gang are oozing potential and, for sure, Abercrombie makes an effort to build some interesting and quirky characters (almost succeeding in a couple of case) out of this wholecloth. Unfortunately they still come across as a little flat, unfinished… almost two-dimensional. Even Murcatto herself is disappointing. One could almost replace every reference to “her” with “him” and the story would barely suffer…
Again, all of this could be overcome if any of the characters were actually likeable but they’re not. They all (including the leading lady) start the journey as a bunch of violent, cynical, greedy, self-serving thugs, unlikeable* and untouched by conscience and, as it turns out, irredeemable to a man/woman. Nevertheless, the story is big on the central moral; i.e. that revenge brings no rewards. And that moral bangs leadenly throughout this rather long novel like a loose door in the wind.