The week of mysteries continues…
Lindell is one of the most successful mystery writers in Norway, and reading this, it’s both obvious and a bit confusing why this is the case. At the same time.
The story is told in extremely short scenes — if this was a TV series, it would be one of those where you get 15 seconds per scene before it switches to the next one. There’s over a dozen central characters, and we flit by them all constantly, and this both makes reading this exhausting and kinda thrilling simultaneously. I guess you could call the viewpoint a close third person in a malfunctioning washing machine on a constant spin cycle? Every time we flit to a new person, we get some of what they’re thinking, even if it’s just “the smell of the glass reminded her of the catastrophe” — often infuriatingly vague, and but more often trivial.
I kinda hated the book? But I can’t deny that it’s also pretty successful in doing what it’s trying to do.
Djevelkysset (2012) by Unni Lindell (3.49 on Goodreads)