It seems like the Scandinavian people are generally an unhappy group of folks. This book starts out with all characters in a black mood which seems to fit the mold for books written by authors from this area. My thoughts for the first few hours of listening were that I wonder if it was time to move on. Stay with this otherwise you will miss out on a first class mystery/action type of book. I’m planning on getting the next in the series.
Less subordinate character development
Not too much. Her performance was fine but I've colored her with the same brush with which I view the story.
Arrrrrg. Way too much character development and not enough story. Way too much inane, tedious and banal conversation between subordinate players. It was like watching tennis (back and forth, back and forth). I remember thinking this is like the soap operas broadcast on afternoon TV. When Kinsey was central to the action things were fine and reasonably enjoyable, but once Grafton shifted focus to other characters, for an entire, long winded, chapter at a time, my mind started to wander. I say again - arrrrrrg.
Very troubled main character ending with an unresolved mystery. I want my books to uplift and this one frankly just dragged me down. Unless you enjoy mingling with damaged people you might want to give this a miss.
Stupid - stupid - stupid was my response to how Anna handled the inevitable life and death moment that occurred at the climax of this book. Frankly it ruined the book for me – and I’m a big Nevada Barr fan.
Pretend your at a basketball game. Then somebody throws a million marbles on the floor and gifted athletes are twitching and lurching like idiots. This is vintage Baldacci. To add drama at key points he heightens tension by making his hero's into spastics - dropping weapons, bumping into things etc. etc. - very keystone cops-ish. Otherwise it's a good read.
It just doesn't sit well with me that our protagonists seemly ply their stock in trade – blackmail – successfully. I was left wanting justice for the innocents whose particular sexual tastes left them vulnerable.
This not Conan Doyle's Holmes. This character is more vulnerable, prone to miss clues and likely to
fall into traps. While I vastly prefer the original larger-than-life Holmes, this story did have it's moments.
If you’re a fan of character development and lengthy and intense dialog between the players this may be of interest to you. I judged this as a good book, falling just short of great for two reasons: 1) I prefer books that have a little faster pace and 2) the descriptions of the victim’s murders were just a little too graphic and drawn out for my sensibilities. This book is still better than many I’ve heard and I have no hesitation in recommending it to others.
Here’s the deal: Our hero is a gifted researcher developing cutting edge technology that will soon benefit mankind immensely. Said researcher then investigates, what ultimately is a murder, doing such stupid things I was constantly shaking my head.
I like my heroes to be somewhat savvy, hip and use more than a little common sense. This one sadly demonstrates brilliance only around a microscope, becoming a mindless bumbling numskull leaving self-incriminating evidence everywhere once he removes his lab coat.
I’m a truly a big Michael Connelly fan but this book did not work for me. Then again not even Babe Ruth hit every pitch and I will willingly give Michael another try at some future date.
My suggestion: leave this one and try something else by Mr. Connelly otherwise you might find yourself adding scorn to the heap.
If you desire a high-energy action packed novel this is not it. Too slow a pace for my tastes. Admittedly there were some exciting although infrequent scenes. While the reader did an excellent job of bringing the various characters to life, I was frankly glad when it was over.
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