Not sure if I will follow up with other books by this author. This was an ok story & kept my interest fairly well, but just not a grabber.
Among the top.
Volllander falling in love with the dead major's wife and couldn't tell her.
I really enjoy the Kurt Wallander mysteries. This one was was a bit, okay WAY, overwrought at times. Happy I listened to it, but it had its weaker moments.
Mankell is one of my favorite detective writers and audiobooks are my favorite medium for novels. I may be driven to paper or eBooks by the awful decision to have Dick Hill read them. Hill's voice is perfect for the brutal, raw emotion if Lee Childs, but totally wrong for the ironic European Mankell. Mankell neeeds a European-sounding voice.
For American noir, Hill is the greatest. For other genres, he is totally wrong. Don't the tim eared decision to have him read this put you off this superb writer.
The second in the Kurt Wallander series does not measure up to the first. Swedish detective Wallander spends most of the story in Latvia trying to figure out who is behind a police conspiracy. But the bulk of the book is Wallander's internal dialogues --uninteresting, repetitive, and overlong. "I don't understand any of this!", "What is going on here?", "Who are these people?" Wallander repeatedly asks himself (although he mixes in the classic: "'I'm sorry', he said apologetically"). The story ends predictably --if you think you've figured it out halfway through, you have.
If you enjoy twelve hours of Swedish angst and internal dialogues, this book is for you.
I've only recently discovered the Kurt Wallander Mystery series. A satisfying look at a landscape so foreign to that of my own, that I'm drawn back for more. And I can't resist the honest portrayal of the nature one man by way of the main character. I'm hooked.
I can't wait to read Mankell's books. I would have liked to listen to them but Dick Hill's reading is awful. I'm sure the books are infinitely richer that what they seem.
repeated telling us not showing us about the characters -- he wan't sure why he was doing what he was doing; she wasn't sure she could go on. Then thankfully there is a randomly introduced insider inside the police station who risks all... no mas!
not the genre -- the author maybe
avoid the sappy romance -- stick to the original idea of bodies in a lifeboat.
Almost didn't finish this book. It's a genre work, but much less happens than in better works, the protagonist's character is wishy-washy and inconsistent, his love interest not credible.
The action sequences are weak, the suspense (Which Colonel is the bad guy?) insufficient and dully wrought.
The title is the best part.
"Snowman" is a much better work of the genre.