Cabrillo does NOT rhyme with Brillo (as in Brillo pads). Cabrillo is a Spanish word--ca-bree-o. There were other words also mispronounced--it distracted from the story. Also, Harry was voiced as an old cop, with a gravelly voice--not in tune with prior audio books in this series.
For fans of Michael Connelly this book was a delight. Terry McCaleb back in a new book and the main suspect is Harry Bosch. Connelly did a masterful job of combining his two stars into one novel. The story is well written and full of twists and suspence. Definitely a book that deserves to be called a page turner.
The book content is good. But, the narrator completely ruins it. His voice is extremely annoying -- starts sentences loudly and ends sentences in a barely audible mumble.
A classic well-drawn West Coast cop thriller. A minor criticism is that it takes a while (from the cop perspective) for the penny to drop, straining credibility a little. This is the third Harry Bosch book I’ve listened to, and Michael Connelly certainly has a gift for creating interesting characters, using a crisp and effective writing technique. The narrator, Richard Davidson, does a great job, not only with the obligatory “tough guy” stuff, but also with the full range of characters.
The story was OK, I found it entertaining, if not up to par for a Harry Bosch story. However, Mr. Davidson's narration was simply annoying. The reading sounded like an old 40's newsreel, which did not suit the genre or the story at all.
Willy Wonka of it
Off the bat, in the prologue, you'll notice two things: this isn't structured like a typical Bosch novel and the narrator is subpar (especially on Bosch's voice).
The story is told half and half between a retired FBI guy Terry McCaleb and Bosch. You spend most of the novel wondering when things are going to get more consolidated and you get back in the seat with Bosch full time, but they don't, it never becomes a true Bosch novel and the plot remains split between two main characters.
On top of that, the plot is just ridiculous. I know Connelly likes to leave a little surprise for the ending, but this one was just sad. You could see it coming (the twist), but at the same time, it was so absurd and inconsequential that you had no idea what it was nor even really cared after it was revealed.
Definitely not one of Connelly's best works, and the narrator made it even worse.
I'm sure this is a good book--Michael Connelly is a major crime novel talent--but the reader, Richard M Davidson, is terrible. I could only bear listening to a couple of chapters, then I had to stop. Davidson's crude narration is like someone sightreading the 6:00 News rather than reading a story. And he mispronounces words. I will never purchase or listen to anything by this reader again.
Wonderfully read. As dark a tale as the title would lead you to believe this story winds you through its plot at a deliciously heavy pace. A pace that has you yearning for the ending while hoping it never ends. Exceptionally well read the characters are well drawn and complex. What a great way to drive to and from work. I loved it!
Retired former magazine editor who is working harder than ever as Mr. Dad to his 14-year-old daughter.
This book lost one star for its narration and one star for the ridiculous way that one of the suspects was profiled. I listened to the book primarily in my car and was constantly adjusting the volume to account for Davidson's screams and whispers. Maybe it wasn't the narrator's fault. Maybe the sound mixer should have done a better job. Either way, the frequent highs and lows were distracting and annoying. Pretend, if you will, that you're not an ex-president and you're name is Richard Nixon. If you were going to commit a crime would you leave a photograph of the Watergate Hotel at the crime scene? Or if you were trying to frame Mr. Nixon for a crime, would you leave a photo of the Watergate at the scene? Well the premise is similar in this book, although the connection is not as obvious. Even if you accept the premise then the more likely conclusion would be that someone was trying to frame Nixon. Not in the this book. If you can get past this and the narration, it was an otherwise enjoyable listen. This was my second Connelly book but my first McCaleb/Bosch listen. I'll try another with a different narrator.
Don't know what I want to be when I grow up. Trip's cool though. Use Audible to make gym-training sane... And rip my imagination.
First off, Richard Davidson's reading comes as a shock! I was used to Dick Hill's powerfully nuanced interpretation of Harry Bosch and the Connelly ensembles of characters. Davidson's growling, one-dimensional performance is abrasive. He's just as annoying with his interpretation here of the legendary Terry McCaleb who Clint Eastwood created in his film portrayal.
Secondly, Connelly demands that we stretch our levels of disbelief to the point of tearing to make it over critical plot demands. I almost chucked things at how abruptly we were asked to accept the way Bosch's friends turned on him.
If not for the momentum this series has ignited in me, and the promise of a new reader in oncoming novels, I'd not have held on through the adequate ... but PREACHY... remainder of this novel.
I'm hoping the next in this series will repay the tenacity it took to finish... A Darkness More Than Night. Up until now, I owed Connelly for an entertaining series. Going into Peter Jay Fernandez's reading of the next... City Of Bones... We're even and I'm wondering if that will be my last visit to Harry Bosch's California...