A body discovered beneath a Virginia neighbor’s yard plunges the irrepressible title character into another reprise of murder.
Five years after he vanished, Ashburn mortgage broker Gilford Dupree has finally turned up, buried in the garden of 81-year-old neighborhood watch president Margaret Haggerty. By the time Maggie’s released from police custody for lack of evidence, the power and water in her house have been shut off, so her politically minded grandson, Brendan, brings her over to Finlay’s place, where she announces that she plans to stay until everything’s set straight at her home. That may take a lot longer than the weekend Finlay originally envisions, because there’s no sign of any contractors at Maggie’s house, and because Brendan’s taken a powder. Loudoun County Detective Mike Tran’s arrest of Finlay’s ex, developer Steven Donovan, for the murder throws Finlay’s dream of having even one more peaceful night with her adorably self-assertive children and her latest beau, Fairfax County Detective Nicholas Anthony, into the trash can. As Finlay struggles to figure out how to deal with the lucrative offer Hollywood producer Randall Wolfe has made to turn the story of her earlier adventures (read: earlier crimes she’s secretly been complicit in) into a TV series, ghosts from her past seem to confront her at every turn, eventually leading her to the truth.
Less rollicking and more businesslike than the earlier installments, whose comedy of crime seems ever harder to sustain.