It is Autumn in Linköping and the heavens have opened, but not even these biblical rains can wash away the blood of crimes, past and present. Then the brutally-stabbed body of self-made Internet billionaire Jerry Petersson is discovered floating face down in the moat surrounding his home, the imposing Skogså Castle.
Malin Fors, the brilliant but flawed star of the Linköping police force, is already struggling to keep her life together following the recent murder attempt on her teenage daughter, Tove. Now, as the Petersson case forces Malin to delve deep into Linköping's history and her own family's past, the secrets she uncovers threaten to drown her, too.…
©2012 Mons Kallentoft (P)2012 Hodder & Stoughton
"Kallentoft's books have been called beautiful, exquisite and original. I can see why." (Literary Review)
"One of the best-realised female heroines I've read by a male writer." (Guardian)
"It is Kallentoft's characterisation and distinctive, often poetic style which make his crime-writing more memorable than most.... It is compelling reading. The atmosphere of oppressive heat creates the sense of a hell on earth, where evil thrives. It is a powerful and disturbing vision." (Canberra Times)
I've read the other books in this series and quite enjoyed them. The focus of the writer is normally as much on the emotions of the main character, Malin Fors, as on the crime at hand. In this book, however, the writer goes way too far in one direction. The book is mainly about Malin Fors' descent into alcoholism whilst giving up on every other aspect of her life. And boy, does the character wallow and moan! I was starting to loathe the main character within about 15 minutes and it didn't improve. I was hanging out for the crime novel elements but they were few and far between. The narrator does a game job but you can't turn a sow's ear into a silk purse. The other books are far better.
"Malin, Murder, Madness & Misery"
The third book in the Malin Fors series sees our Swedish blonde bombshell bobby struggling to deal with the final events of the second book; reading them in order is not essential but definitely recommended.
A body of a nouveau riche lawyer in the grounds of his own castle begins the investigation, but as lawyers are hardly on a par with aid workers when it comes to being loved, the list of suspects soon expands.
Was new money killed by old money, stolen money, no money or could money not be part of the motive?
Good narration let down on occasion when Malin is sometimes made to sound, accidentally I hope given the contexts, like a precocious five year old.
The story itself is good, however it can't in anyway be considered a true detective book - this is no modern day Christie in Scandinavia.
"A bit messy, but it had to be this way"
I saw a few not so positive reviews on the book, and don't think they are justified. This is the third book in the story, and if you have read/ listened to the first couple of books, you will realise that this book follows naturally. Yes, it is messy, and this is because Malin is messed up, she is drunk all the time. She has a problem, which she does not want to admit, even to herself. In life sometimes, there are falls, and after a very stressful experience, follows depression, whether one cares to admit, or not, this is a more realistic follow up, rather than a shiny happy turn after book 2. I admit that some of the chapters or Malin's thoughts and experiences might not be very entertaining, but life isn't always fun. If you have had anyone close to you who had fallen through addiction, depression or apathy, you won't judge Malin so harsh. I think it is a very challenging piece for a writer to describe and give you the real feel, and Mons Kallentoft has done really well, he must have done a bit of research. I think this book was in its right place, and I will definitely read the next one.
I have enjoyed the two previous audio books in the Malin Fors series, despite the limitations of the narrator of the first book. I was looking forward to the third book, but I struggled with it. This didn't seem to match the earlier tomes, and, at times, the plot seemed to indicate I had missed another episode.
This storyline felt bogged down, and I felt myself tuning out through larges sections of the story(?). The crime seemed to sit in the background of the detective's life. I began to care less and less about Malin herself, though the writing of her inner dialogue has improved, I simply lost interest in her, or her life. It was just too much angst for me; self indulgence at it's worst. None of this was the fault the narrator who did their best, I'm sure.
I am struggling to decide if I should listen to the fourth book when it is released later this month. I may be a sad end to a series that showed so much promise with Midwinter Blood.
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