Kerr transposes the classic Noir gumshoe to Nazi Germany adeptly. Superbly read, as usual, by Jeff Harding.
Few psychopaths are actually murderers. They're everywhere: many are career criminals, but some of them are CEOs at top companies. You've almost certainly come across one, hopefully without too much damage to your life. Many are less fortunate, though. This book helps you to spot them, and gives you strategies for minimising the damage they can cause you. Essential reading.
Archer takes a stab at 'faction', which is misguided at best: he's not the world's most skilled wordsmith, and story is all he's got. There is not a single original simile, metaphor or image of any kind in this entire book, just a relentless parade of cliches. He manages to make climbing Everest sound as challenging and arduous as popping out to the newsagents for some cigarettes. Avoid like ... well, the plague.
This is Science Fiction written by someone who's never read any Science Fiction. There are no ideas here you haven't seen a thousand times elsewhere. The sex scenes go on forever without ever approaching eroticism. The characters are one dimensional and cliched. Even the procedural aspect is unconvincing: a serial killer is on the loose, in a high profile case, yet only one cop is allocated to the case, Dismal.
Not what you expect, or hope for, from Steve Martin. But compelling, clever and gripping for all that. Great characters, and life-enhancing stuff.
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