More Jesus/Templar/Vatican-plot blarney here but done somewhat better than Dan Brown ever has.
Martin is known for his sweeping cast of characters and extravagant plots. Here, he just writes well. Wish he did that more
Light, romantic farce, about as satisfying and full of substance as a soup tureen full of Cool Whip. If that’s your craving, it will scratch that itch. If not …
The Scandinavian Noir police genre is really strong these days. Stieg Larrson, Jo Nesbo, Arnaldur Indriðason, Henning Mankell, Karin Fossum: there seems no end of extremely talented novelists. Unfortunately, Hakan Nesser doesn’t belong on that list. His offering is as bland and meh and ineffectual as the police investigation at the core of this book. Give it a pass.
Freemantle is usually a reliably good read, but this one rings false in its portrayal of the psychological makeup and breakdown of supposedly professional assassin. Where is the Muffin Man when you need him?
Poignant tale of young man done wrong, refusing to blame others for his woes, coming out the right side on the other end, and managing to make others’ lives better. Good debut novel.
Crais’ Elvis Cole and Joe Pike couldn’t be more different. They also couldn’t be more alike. Put them together in the same mystery series, and you’ve got double your trouble. And double your fun. Excellent read.