A spy in la-la land

In 1940, the British Security Coordination sent an agent with an assistant to a Hollywood film studio to help promote the British war effort in America. This is the inspiration behind Louise Levene’s enjoyable new novel Happy Little Bluebirds. Here, though, the assistant — Evelyn Murdoch, who was working at the Postal Censorship department in Woking — discovers that she was drafted in by mistake: HQ didn’t read her file properly and assumed she was a man (‘Red faces all round,’ a British Intelligence worker tells Evelyn when she arrives in the United States), which is one of the only moments in the narrative that feels stretched.

The agent who Evelyn is meant to assist has gone to Bermuda for an unspecified length of time. No one knows what Evelyn should do in California while she waits for him, other than blend in. But she comes from an uptight Methodist household: her father ‘disapproved of scent’ and her husband Silas, a dentist, recently killed in the war, ‘had the same Wesleyan horror of adornment’.