Review by New York Times Review
Count on it. Whenever people lose faith in their political leaders, the popular culture reflexively responds by killing off parents. Younger heroes, from Harry Potter to baby X-Men, are easily redirected to reliable surrogate authority figures, but in troubled times mature protagonists like police officers and lone-wolf detectives are more often left reeling from the deaths of fathers and the treachery of mentors. Mark Billingham, who writes gritty police procedurals featuring Tom Thome, a detective with the London police, dives directly into the spirit of the times with BLOODLINE (Mulholland/Little, Brown, $24.99), which examines the volatile parent-child dynamic from an unexpected angle. On the most conventional level, Thorne's personal hopes of getting married and becoming a father are dashed when his lover discovers that the baby she's carrying "is not viable." But the counterweight to this facile narrative point is a psychologically twisted and strikingly original plot involving the legacy of a serial killer, Raymond Garvey, who killed seven women in four months and died of a brain tumor in prison. Now, 15 years later, someone is murdering the grown children of Garvey's victims, presenting Thorne and his colleagues on the murder squad with the daunting task of finding and protecting these survivors, some still too traumatized to look out for themselves. To make the job even more complicated, a man claiming to be Garvey's son has raised a troubling question: whether the brain trauma that altered Garvey's personality might absolve him of responsibility for his crimes. The relentlessly swift pace and high emotional pitch of the narrative may say "thriller," but Billingham has become too sophisticated a writer to settle for the cheap theatrics that galvanized his early novels. Grim as it is, the violence serves a purpose, making us consider all the innocent people whose lives are touched and often crushed in the aftermath of a crime. In one sensitively written scene after another, Billingham probes the lives of the "other victims" of the homicides, from bereft parents to kindly neighbors to perfect strangers. "He knows that it will pass eventually," Billingham says of a conductor who falls into a deep depression after two people are killed under the wheels of his train. "Anyway, he would worry about what kind of a man he was if he was not changed by it." Unlike those pretenders who play in dark alleys and think they're tough, James Sallis writes from an authentic noir sensibility, a state of mind that hovers between amoral indifference and profound existential despair. As alienated antiheroes go, they don't get any darker than the protagonist of THE KILLER IS DYING (Walker, $24), a hit man who calls himself Christian and is, in fact, dying. Although he often sounds like a poet, Christian isn't much for human emotions. But he does take pride in doing a "clean" job, and it's a professional affront when an unknown assassin steps between Christian and his designated target and botches the kill. Even as he piles up the images of impending death and decay, Sallis deals Christian a final twist of fate - the creature connections he has spent his life running away from. Dale Sayles, a Phoenix homicide detective whose life is no bowl of cherries, finds himself commiserating with the dying hit man because his own wife has just gone into a hospice. More inexplicably, an abandoned boy named Jimmie has been dreaming the killer's dreams. All three share the essential human bond of loss. "People leave us," Jimmie tells himself. "All our lives are a going-away." Maureen Jennings has always had a keen eye for marginalized members of society in critical need of a champion. (In a series of historical novels set in Toronto in the 1890s, she has even sent her big-hearted police detective, William Murdoch, into battle on behalf of mistreated animals.) The detective she introduces in SEASON OF DARKNESS (McClelland & Stewart, $22.95), which takes place in England a year into World War II, lacks Murdoch's highly developed sense of social injustice. But as the only police inspector in his insular Shropshire village, Tom Tyler can still identify those who could use his protection, including a contingent of young Land Girls who have come to work on the farms. When one of them is murdered, and then another, Tyler finds himself torn between loyalty to his neighbors and his sense of duty - a conflict that could easily take a Tom Tyler series through the end of the war. Readers who lament the loss of Henning Mankell's great Swedish detective, Kurt Wallander, can still get their fix of Scandinavian gloom from the novels of Kjell Eriksson. THE HAND THAT TREMBLES (Minotaur/Thomas Dunne, $24.99) offers compassionate insights into the minds of people who tend to brood during those long winter nights. Ann Lindell, a conscientious cop based in the cathedral city of Uppsala, considers the human foot that has washed up on a remote beach and wonders why the handful of people who live in this isolated region don't die of loneliness. But even those who manage to escape - like the respected Uppsala county commissioner who simply walked out of a meeting and disappeared - take their melancholy thoughts with them. And while the two narratives don't really mesh, Ebba Segerberg's translation of Eriksson's austere prose beautifully captures the spiritual chill of this desolate landscape. Does the brain trauma that altered a killer's personality absolve him of responsibility for his crimes?
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Review by Booklist Review
The fourth Ann Lindell mystery combines separate investigations touched off by, respectively, the discovery of a severed foot, a sighting of a long-missing Swedish politician in Bangalore, and the mysterious death of an old man in a wheelchair. Ann tackles the foot, which becomes more interesting after she figures out where it came from. Other investigators search for the missing politician, and Ann's colleague Benglund, on sick leave, returns to the cold case of the man in the wheelchair, which remains unsolved after 13 years. With several early scenes set in Bangalore, Eriksson adds a new twist to the Swedish crime story, one especially likely to appeal to Henning Mankell fans. The interjection of first-person narration from the missing politician's point-of-view adds psychological depth and recalls the work of Karin Fossum. The story gradually warms up, even as the cold and dark of upcoming winter comes inexorably closer. A compelling tale that draws on the complicated history of 1930s and 1940s Sweden.--Moyer, Jessica Copyright 2010 Booklist
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Review by Publisher's Weekly Review
Ann Lindell pursues a number of curious crimes in Eriksson's subtly wrought fourth mystery to be published in the U.S. featuring the Uppsala homicide detective (after The Demon of Dakar). In 1998, Sven-Arne Persson, a powerful county commissioner, left in the middle of a meeting, never to be seen again in Sweden. Twelve years later, while living under an assumed name in Bangalore, India, Persson is recognized by Jan Svensk, a former neighbor there on business. Svensk relays the news to his own parents in Sweden, acquaintances of Persson's wife, starting a destructive spiral that soon involves Lindell. Lindell unofficially pokes around the Persson incident, but she has other, fresher cases on her mind, in particular a woman's foot washed ashore outside the town of öregrund. While interviewing the area's strange residents, Lindell realizes several of them had means and opportunity for murder, but motive is trickier. Eriksson skillfully weaves his myriad plot threads in this fine example of Swedish noir. (Aug.) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.
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Review by Library Journal Review
Sven-Arne Persson, a prominent Swedish commissioner, excuses himself from an afternoon meeting, never to return. Twelve years later, Persson is spotted by a former neighbor in India. Can this really be Persson? If so, what is he doing in India? Meanwhile, Uppsala homicide detective Ann Lindell investigates the grisly discovery of a woman's foot, severed by a chainsaw. These double mysteries are blended together expertly in Eriksson's latest entry in the acclaimed series featuring Inspector Lindell. It is a character-driven novel, and while there are a number of unusual personages in the tale, it is Persson and his secrets that will keep the reader absorbed to the end. VERDICT A satisfying read for those who enjoyed The Demon of Dakar and appreciate a modern mystery with finely tuned character development [Library marketing.]-Sally Harrison, Ocean Cty. Lib., Waretown, NJ (c) Copyright 2011. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.
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Review by Kirkus Book Review
The disappearance of a small-town politician masks dark secrets and triggers a series of further crimes.Sven-Arne and his stern uncle Ante have a complicated relationship. Ante, whose shrouded past involves some important role in World War II, has controlled his nephew with an iron fist since boyhood. Many observers find Sven-Arne's devotion, which also contains a streak of defiance, inexplicable. One day Sven-Arne, a county commissioner who lives near Uppsala, walks away with no explanation from his job, his wife Elsa and his life. Over a decade later, Swedish businessman Jan Svensk spots Sven-Arne in, of all places, Bangalore. Under the name John Mailer, Sven-Arne has worked extensively as a volunteer teacher and gardener, endearing himself to locals, who reflexively close ranks against the new interloper. Taking Sven-Arne's rebuff as a challenge, Svensk becomes obsessed with exposing him, both in India and back home in Sweden. Meanwhile, there's much suspicious activity in Sven-Arne's hometown. Elsa lies in hospital after being hit by a truck, and Inspector Ann Lindell(The Demon of Dakar, 2008, etc.), along with local policeman Bosse Marksson, is investigating the discovery of a female foot in the woods. All narrative strands eventually intertwine in Eriksson's intricate thriller, which moves fluidly back and forth in time and place.Though particulars of local history and culture might baffle some readers, the depth of character and a narrative tapestry that becomes clear in small, disconnected pieces make for a challenging and rewarding mystery.]] Copyright Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.
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