pretty high on my list
Walt is my favorite character but Standing Bear is a close second
I liked the Bear characterization
Looking forward to reading more from the series
The only thing is that I knew whodunit all along. I liked the setting of the novel.i am thinking of reading another by this author just for the joy of listening to this reader.
I'm enthusiastic because now have a new author to follow. Good page-turner with decent character development. I'll look for Johnson again!
I got this one on a total whim. Seeing that George Guidall was the reader helped but I personally had not heard of Craig Johnson.
There is something very special about Mr. Johnson's style. There is a subtle elegance in his turn of a phrase, his cadence, and story telling. I really enjoyed the story but I was really taken in by Mr Johnson's smoothness. He tells a good joke and I'm sure I laughed out loud 15 times. He has a great way introducing characters and weaving them throughout the story. Highly recommend Craig Johnson.
Everything from Craig Johnson and George Guidall is excellent.
I love when Walt is on the trail to/from Lost Twin Lake.
Comfort of my own home
Kept me interested till the end.
I liked the sound of this voice
People's relationships in the story.
I don't know.
The narrator's pace of conversation add so much more the characters personality I don't think you would get if you just read the book.
This one didn't hold my interest to "not put down" like some of the author's other books.
Can't wait to listen to another on of his!
Anybody who loves a mystery that is rich in characters, this is a good bet. I've been a longtime follower of Michael Connelly's Harry Bosch character and his ability to lead me down the garden path to the wrong conclusion or perpetrator. I was pleasantly surprised when I finished "The Cold Dish" that Craig Johnson's Walt Longmire also had me following a logical progression of clues, and had kept me on the wrong trail until the end of the book.
Actually I had three favorite characters; Walt, Henry and Vic. The sarcasm and humor at times kept me in stitches.
I grew up listening to radio programs. I've heard plenty of good voice characterizations during those years and sometimes the voice fit the character, and sometimes not so much. George Guidall's voice is perfect for the Walt Longmire character. Medium deep but with good resonance and just enough drawl and age to it.
There were times while out and about when listening with my ear buds on, that I broke out laughing out loud. I got some strange looks, so be warned!
Had never read one of the Longmire mysteries, and with Guidall narrating, I had to remind myself that this was not a Hillerman novel moved into the Wyoming area. As with Hillerman I always enjoy the developed and personal portrayals of the main characters. Almost as much as descriptions of indian culture and symbolism. The storyline was good, some might find it slightly slow, but knowing that this is a series, am happy to have a well established background.
I will definitely be picking up the second in this series, it fills an empty void since I have read and listened to almost every Hillerman novel. I miss Joe and Jim, and found Walt, Standing Bear and Vic.
Down the rabbit hole into a ring a fire- the magic of words lifts me higher and higher.
Hands down it was the combination of the lyrical prose and the narrator's delivery. It is wonderful to have a beautifully written story or an immersed narrator, the combination is rare and to be treasured.
I thought of two different sheriff's while reading about Walt and his town. The first is Robert B. Parker's Jesse Stone, the second is Frederick Ramsay's Ike Schwartz, two series that I enjoy and follow. I thought about them in the same way that a new friend might remind you of an old one, fondly and with a smile. The stories are not alike but are familiar, as each man has to be the one who has to do the tough job, be strong and swim against the tide or comfort the broken when needed, because when it comes down to it, who else will be the doer of deeds?
From another angle I can compare this book to any of the Lord Peter Wimsey (Dorthy L. Sayers) or Albert Campion (Margery Allingham) novels. Both authors had a particular style that that was for what was considered the better educated and more-informed portion of society. They regularly included what we would consider pop culture references for the time, quoted the classics, waxed poetic, used foreign languages (primarily French & German) , explored home and social issues especially disenfranchised minorities, poverty, war veterans and women's issues, were deeply involved in the romantic hijinks of the main characters, and the close relationship between the men and those they had been through the war with, e.g. Major Wimsey and Sgt. Bunter being shelled during WWI in France, Campion and "Elsie" in the British Intelligence Service. There are more,examples t and most of the same elements are found in The Cold Dish.
My two favorite books by the Queens of Mystery are Sayer's "Busman's Holiday" and Allingham's "Tiger in the Smoke". In Busman's we celebrate Peter and Harriet's honeymoon and I could see in the actions of the man and hear in his words how terrified he was of the tenderness that was overwhelming him, how the emotion choked his eyes and throat and made him tremble. I could see the same thing and was deeply taken over by it while Walt was examining Vonnie's toes the first evening the spent together. In Tiger the main character is not Campion but Canon Avril, and near the end of the story, the priest has a interchange with the killer concerning religious philosophy, explaining to Havoc that his "Science of Luck and Never Go Soft" philosophy has another name: "The Pursuit of Death". In the setting of the thriller I shivered at the cold truth in the dark church. This scene was brought to mind when a highly agitated Walt takes off his jacket in a blizzard to cover his injured friend and tells him to, "... cut out the mystical horsesh*t!", to which his friend replies that it is the mystical horsesh*t that is going to keep him alive until Walt gets back! It may have been the blizzard, it may have been the harshness of the language, it may have been the cold truth, but what ever it was, I shivered!
Something else that was interesting was how I pictured Walt. I know what all the "real" people look like. I've seen the author, the narrator and the actor in the A&E Series. But every time I pictured Walt clearly in my mind I saw the actor Ralph Waite (primarily known for playing John Boy's father in the TV series The Walton's). All old friends, all coming to visit by way of Wyoming.
Personality. Rhythm. Credibility.
In the second book, Death Without Company, Walt refers to some "delusional episodes" during the first big blizzard of the year, which takes place in The Cold Dish. Mr. Guidall makes the scene real. Whether you choose to believe that it was a hypothermia-induced hallucination or that the Old Cheyenne protected Walt and his friend and gave them both beyond-human endurance and stamina, it can be accepted either way. And granted, the proper words have to be there to be played, but they could have been presented in a manner that made the experience silly instead of invigorating.
"The Gift of the Song" section reminded me of my favorite chapter of the Silmarillion by J. R.R. Tolkien, The Music of the Ainur. I've listened to Martin Shaw read that part over and over again for 20-odd years, and some of the evens too! I really want to say sing it, because Shaw makes Eru's gift of a mighty theme to the Ainur soar just a George Guidall does for Johnson's Gift to us.
You'd have to have a rock for a heart not to be affected by the denouement.
This single statement has made me a Craig Johnson fan for life. It is representative of the depth of the work and the kind of book I want to read. The sociopolitical implications behind this quotation are a lesson I will remember for the rest of my life:
"On the afternoon of June 25th, 1876, as the heat waves rolled from the buffalo grass, giving the impression of a breeze that did not exist, Colonel George Armstrong Custer and five companies of the Seventh Cavalry rode into the valley of the Little Big Horn. Also that afternoon, Davey Force, a pitcher for the Philadelphia Athletics, went six for six against Chicago, who scored four runs in the ninth to pull out a 14 to 13 victory."