The novel features yet another lead detective who's supposed to be deep and interesting, yet comes across as just the opposite: both dim and dull, except when he jumps to conclusions for no apparent reason. Further, the novel suffers from truly tedious back stories that lend nothing to the plot. Otherwise, the story is moderately interesting--enough to get one through a work-out at the gym--but that's about it.
This is a well written, clever, albeit totally fanciful (i.e. unconvincing), thriller, set in the 1940s. The reader is good--as long as the story stays in Britain--but once it moves across the ocean and takes on North American characters, he blows it. Like almost all British readers, he is incapable of making an American sound like anything but a thug. This gets to be so tedious that I now make a point of avoiding anything that involves British readers and American characters; I didn't realize what I was getting into with this novel.
This falls far short of the books in Hill's Andy Daziel series, becoming less and less credible as it goes along.
As always, Reginald Hill writes beautifully; the characters are well limed, the plot... intriguing. Sean Barrett is a brilliant reader. My only regret is the novel wasn't longer.
This may be LeCarre's finest novel. Initially, it may strike listeners as a bit confusing, because of the shifting time sequences and the two different narrators, but the apparent confusion is sorted pretty quickly. Both writing and performance are brilliant. That the performance is 17 hours long is a wonderful bonus.
The writing is good, the characters believable and interesting and the plot thick enough to entertain. As usual, Gerald Doyle gives a fine reading. I recommend highly.
This really is a fantasy, since so many points in the story are just unbelievable (I won't give it away). The writing, especially the dialogs, is very stilted, perhaps the fault of a weak translation. Yet, despite the manifest problems, there are enough twists in the plot to make it very listenable.
The writing is good, the narrator's good, Rebus is, well, Rebus--even when he's trying to give up alcohol.
I enjoyed this book. The setting, on the Shetland Islands, is atmospheric and interesting; the characters believable, the story well told, and the narrator very able.
This book started out as a fun, reasonably sophisticated read involving the book business, hand printing, ancient hedges and modern British politics, but midway through the plot twists began to get increasingly preposterous and, with the return of the protagonist's American fiancee, the writing became soppy. The fiancee presented another problem as well: like most British readers, William Neenan is wonderful doing U.K. accents, but falls apart when it comes to imitating an American. Do they all base their American accents on 40s gangster movies?
This is a complex, interesting and ultimately very satisfying tale. It's well written and well read. That it's so long is a big plus.
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