It’s that time of year again when we try to lay
the ghosts of the past year and prepare ourselves for the fresh bright new days
of 2013. The dark, cold winter evenings are at their height and if it’s not snowing
(it’s been two years since we had a white Christmas in Ireland ), then its
either raining or blowing a gale. The perfect reason to stay in by the radiator
with a good book. Another person trying
to rid himself of the ghosts of his past and wishing he was back in a warm
climate is ex police inspector Harry Hole (pronounced Hool). Norwegian Crime writer Jo Nesbo’s creation is now in his
ninth book, Phantom. But at time of
reviewing this, the tenth Harry Hole book has been translated into english.
Phantom finds harry back in his native Oslo far from his current
life as a debt collector for a Hong Kong Businessman. He’s a changed man
following his run in with the serial killer “The Snowman”, both mentally and physically. The events of the
previous two books have ripped his life apart. He returns to a different Oslo that he worked the
streets as a leading police detective; the city is now in the grip of a new
drug.
Harry had no intention of returning, but when
Oleg the son of his ex girlfriend Rakel is found guilty of murdering a Junkie. He
feels he has no option but to try to re-open a seemingly straightforward case
of murder. It’s easier said then done as the Oslo police, once his colleagues now
don’t want a bumbling, on the wagon, ex cop walking all over their case. But
harry is never one to take no for an answer and goes about attempting to solve
the case in his usual unorthodox way, while trying to re kindle the
relationship between himself and Rakel. On top of all this, his every movement
his being watched and somebody wants him dead.
You have to hand it to Jo Nesbo his writing is
vivid and the situations he gets harry into are tension filled but also
slightly madcap. In one instance in the book he goes about plundering the grave
of the victim in the dead of night with a straight laced lawyer for assistance.
Which then turns into a pursuit across the city dressed in the same muddy,
sweat and blood stained suit he’s been wearing for days, with a large cut on his
neck which is stitched Rambo style with sewing thread and reinforced with
gaffer tape, making him appear to the minds eye like a sort of cross between Frankenstein
and John McClane. He’s also carrying the large scar from a previous encounter
years ago on his cheek, talk about having that “lived-in” look. Not forgetting
Harry is also supposed to be quite and blonde, that is until Tom Cruise gets
his hands on the role.
Jo again delivers another great read, with
harry back on familiar ground and leading us up and down the mysterious streets
of Oslo . I’ve
never been but after reading a number of these books I’d like to walk in Harry’s
footsteps through the almost unpronounceable street names and areas of the
city. If there’s one down side to the book it’s the whole chapters given over
too one of the minor characters in the book talking to his dead father which
stop-starts the whole story.
So if your looking to escape the festive hula-baloo, then take up a glass of one warming spirit and follow harry and his into the new year.
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