This is a moderately good mystery--marred by endless sequences involving the detective's new born son. Fast forwarding helps, but it's cumbersome. The reader is good for the actual narration and for the British voices, but his version of an American accent makes the detective's wife sound like a mafia moll, and his take on Spanish/Catalonian accents is also painful.
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.
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.
The narration has some charm, but not enough. It's just too silly to take seriously--or even semi-seriously--and pretty soon it began to wear.
This piece is generally entertaining--especially the police profiler--and very well read, but the repeated and prolonged descriptions of physical assaults became tedious.
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