You need clues. You need time. You need a motive. You won’t have any of them. When a whole family is murdered in Stockholm, Detective Inspector Joona Linna knows there is only one person who can help find the perpetrator. Erik Maria Bark, retired hypnotist, is called in to work with Josef Ek, a fifteen-year-old boy who witnessed the brutal murder of his family.
Following a series of accusations by his patients, Erik is reluctant to return to his craft but makes an exception for Joseph Ek. As he delves deep into the boy's mind, he discovers that Josef murdered his own family on the orders of his sister Evelyn. When Joona and Erik journey deep into the woods to find Evelyn, she admits that she was abused by her brother for many years. When she refused to submit to him, he took revenge on the entire family. When Josef escapes from custody and Erik's only son Benjamin disappears from the family home, Erik is thrust into a world of violence and gang warfare, forcing him to revisit his past to discover the truth.
©2011 Lars Keplar (P)2011 HarperCollins Publishers Limited
"I'd rather eat glue"
It is hard to decide which is worse: the book or the terrible narrator butchering the book.
I guess what could make this a 4 or 5 star listening experience for me is if the publiisher were to include a 20 minute clip of the narrator being exposed to 500.000 Volt electrical pulses at a rate of about 4 Hz. I think the screams of pain might, somehow, help me forget wasting a credit on this book.
Not something narrated by Mr. Riley or written by "The Keplers".
I think I clarified this in an earlier comment.
All of them. I'd cut them out and hand them over to Sonny Moore so he can mangle them into his next dubstep track.
Make Jo Nesbø bring back Harry Hole.
"missing the magic"
I loved the voice chosen for Joona Linna - just for that I might re-listen to some of the book. On the other hand, I failed to really connect with the story. Somehow it felt clinical and dispassionate to me. Maybe it is because the point of view of the narration is not clearly defined, which leaves me floating while reading it. There are books the capture and engage my imagination. Where I get attached to the characters and hope the story never ends, this did unfortunately not happen with the Hypnotist. Especially the long description of Eriks sessions with hist mental patients felt rather long.