Again, we have a couple of seemingly unrelated deaths which Wallander's instinct is telling him are somehow linked. He's still battling ill health, plus now he has to deal with job concerns too. But it's still stimulating, doesn't feel tired or repetitive. As usual, it's also an engaging portrait of all the team, their strengths and flaws, both professional and personal, as they battle the latest case.
The only complaint I have is that once again, like the
White Lioness, Mankell tries to shoehorn an unbelievable global conspiracy into a provincial town where it couldn't possibly happen. Ever. Seriously. But this is fiction, and I'm more than willing to accept it as is.
No comments:
Post a Comment