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Ed Waffle

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  1. One of the points that Sharp makes is that the type and intensity of non-violent protest has to be appropriate regarding the regime that is being targeted--it can be anything from mass action to subversive work slow-downs. Whatever methods that are used in a rebellion--and Sharp's list is exhaustive or close to it--it all must be part of removing the consent of the governed from illegitimate (dictatorial) rulers.

  2. I am late to the Hilary Mantel party, having only finished Wolf Hall yesterday; I have Bring Up the Bodies requested at our library but may just buy the ebook and not wait for a copy to be returned.

    After talking with and about the Occupy people last year it was time to read a bit more deeply into nonviolent resistance to state power which included Civil Resistance and Power Politics, The Experience of Non-violent Action from Gandhi to the Present, edited by Garton Ash and Roberts; Why Civil Resistance Works: The Strategic Logic of Nonviolent Conflict by Erica Chenoweth and Maria J. Stephan--it won some prestigious and (in one case) lucrative awards; and a bunch of stuff by Gene Sharp who seems to be a reluctant eminence grise to popular movements all over the world. I thought From Dictatorship to Democracy, Waging Nonviolent Struggle and all three volumes of The Methods of Nonviolent Action are particularly good.

    Like a lot of people in the US and UK I enjoy translated Nordic crime fiction and managed to find a couple of new (at least to me) authors: Harri Nykanen whose Nights of Awe is the first of a series featuring Ariel Kafka, a Helsinki detective and "one of only two Jewish policemen in Finland". The other is Quentin Bates, an English writer who lived in Iceland for many years, wrote Frozen Assets, a police procedural and first of a four novel series. It has a bit of a "ripped from the headlines" cast, from environmental issues to the Icelandic banking collapse. He writes in English.

    Broken Harbor, another harrowing combination of detective fiction and social analysis through the Dublin murder squad by Tana French--she is really good.

  3. John Le Carre and his creation George Smiley have been much in the news recently with the release of the new "Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy" movie with Gary Oldman as Smiley. I think it is a wonderful book and thought to read it again but it turns out I am just too familiar with it to really enjoy reading it now. I simply remember too much of what is on the page. Not the ending of course because the way things end are no more important in Le Carre's novels than the process by which they arrive at the ending--probably less so--but the real detail of who did what to whom and when.

    I had "Tinker, Tailor" in a volume with "The Honourable Schoolboy" and "Smiley's People" and decided to follow the adventures of Jerry Westerby once more. Much of the attraction of Le Carre is the the incredible detail he uses to not only build characters but to describe what they are doing. This attention to minutia is not for everyone--a friend wasn't able to read it, complaining that, when Jerry Westerby is on his way to "burn" a minor official of a bank in Hong Kong it took two pages to get him across the street. It did. I found it enthralling as I not only followed Westerby into the bank but watched his every move as he mimed a sudden need for ready cash just as it was closing at noon on Saturday. More importantly we got a real sense of the the thrill and the anxiety of an agent in the field in a potentially hostile area.

    "The Honourable Schoolboy" has a certain cachet for me. It was the first new, hardcover, full-price book that I ever bought, at least one that wasn't either a textbook or a gift--an extravagant gift at that. Spending $12.95 or whatever it was in 1977 instead of getting on a long list at the library, trying to find a review copy sold by a reviewer to a North side bookstore or just reading it twenty or thirty pages at a time while standing in the aisle at Kroch's and Brentano's made me feel like a real plutocrat.

  4. My favorite Dostoyevsky novels are Crime and Punishment -- but especially The Idiot. I wonder whether it would be possible to make a ballet centered on the character and problems of Prince Myshkin?

    I thought while reading “The Idiot” that one episode early in the novel could be the basis for a Georges Feydeau farce (at least the surprise appearances and door slamming parts) or possibly some scenes for a movie along the lines of the Blake Edwards/Peter Sellers “Pink Panther” series.

    Prince Myshkin has moved into the flat of Ganya, his mother, his sister and some hangers-on; he is their first and only boarder. Ganya is upset that the family has to take in boarders to make ends meet—however he is upset about something all the time. Scenes of family life take place around the prince although don’t affect him. Then Nastasya Filipponva arrives at the front door of the flat. The bell is broken and she stands outside yanking the bell pull and getting angrier each time it doesn’t ring. The prince happens to be passing the front door on the way to his room, notices Nastasya Filipponva trying to get in and opens the door.

    She mistakes him for a footman, berates him because the bell doesn’t work, further criticizes him for not answering the door quickly enough and tosses her coat to him. Surprised he doesn’t catch it and gets yelled at a bit more for letting it fall on the floor. Finally she tells him to announce her, gets upset when he walks toward the drawing room, now carrying her coat, and is shocked when he already knows who she is.

    The prince manages to open the door to the drawing room where the family has been loudly quarrelling. When he announces Nastasya Filipponva each of the family is shocked and disturbed; Ganya was numb with horror. Nastasya belittles the family for having such a small flat, sneers at the women to whom she is introduced and laughs at Ganya. Then disgraced general Alexandrovich enters, accompanied by the sly and scheming Ferdyschchenko...

    The front door opens and into the entryway piles a bunch of “incongruous and disorderly” people some of whom we have met in earlier chapters, others described for the first time. All of them seem interested in enjoying themselves by humiliating Ganya.

    Clearly this stage directionish recounting of 15 pages of “The Idiot” doesn’t come close to summarizing what Dostoevsky wrote and that Constance Garnett translated but as I was reading it I thought it could be hilarious on stage, not something one (at least this one) often thinks of when reading Dostoevsky.


    Another note on Russian literature: “The Possessed: Adventures with Russian Books and the People Who Read Them” by Elif Batuman is a wonderful book. It is a collection of essays on Russian literature that is both funny and learned by an academic who writes very well. There are short discussions of Anna Karenina, The Possessed (hence the title although it is also about those who get possessed by Russian literature and by the study of language as language) and Isaac Babel with a side trip to Samarkand which seems to have become one of the least romantic and dreariest places on the old Silk Road.

    Her description of academic conferences in St. Petersburg and Berkley are both high and low points of the book. High points because they are funny as hell, low because almost everyone at both places seems ridiculous. The Babel meeting in California is full of absurdities--the Hoover Institution is co-sponsoring it and they would really like to have some three dimensional objects as part of the show--a fake fur hat that looks like something a Russian would wear or a Cossack costume that was probably picked up at a Halloween shop going out of business sale. Batuman is a real treasure very much worth following. Much of this book appeared in “The New Yorker” and she continues to write for them.

  5. "American Bellydancer" is a documentary on the Belly Dance Superstars and Desert Roses, two groups that Miles Copeland created, organized slots to perform at a big anti-violence concert in Bali and at Lollapalooza in Kansas City and put on a bus and truck tour throughout the hinterlands of the US. It could have been have been two very good movies; one about Copeland who had been manager for The Police and for Stewart Copeland's solo career--he and Stewart are brothers. He came across as an indefatigable promoter who knows the music business as well as anyone. There also seemed to be plenty of footage for a film that looked at the tour and the preparation for it from the point of view of the dancers who seems like a very talented and bunch of people that it would be nice to know. There is some conflict between Copeland, who wants tall, young and beautiful dancers and the choreographer and on of the dancers who he relies on to recruit and audition dancers, who are more interested in putting together an artistically cohesive and, by their definition, artistically authentic troupe. As it is American Bellydancer is an OK movie.

    One question occurred to me while watching. In a long tour--this was 60 shows in 58 cities--who is responsible for quality control, for making sure that what goes on stage this week in Nashville is the same show that played last month in Wichita? With a play on tour the stage manager and her stopwatch is a great way to keep things in line. If a scene runs long or short then it needs looking at. In a traveling dance troupe is there a dance captain or a stage manager who keeps thing in order from week to week and venue to venue? This is ignoring the differences in space and audiences--from a punk bar, Hairy Mary's, in Des Moines to a proper auditorium in Denver, a Capezio store somewhere else...

  6. The Guardian recently ran a travel article on movies set in New York City. While rating the ten best of anything is odd that is how Guardian does list type pieces like this. The article is here

    My list of movies that I thought of while reading the article. I stopped at 12:

    My Man Godfrey 1936

    On the Town 1949

    Breakfast at Tiffany's 1961

    Last exit to Brooklyn 1990

    West Side Story 1961

    The French Connection 1971

    Dog Day Afternoon 1975

    After Hours 1985

    Working Girl 1989

    Do the Right Thing 1989

    King of New York 1990

    Last Days of Disco 1998

  7. puppytreats wrote:

    Sometimes dance movies seem like the plot is an excuse to showcase the dances. The plots are artificial and silly. I am bored by this formula. I watch the movies to see and learn about the dances, but would like to care about the characters, and learn about the dancers or the lives of dancers.

    I think this is a characteristic (not necessarily a fault) of highly structured genre movies generally. In musicals the plot is there to get the characters from one song and dance number to the next; the plot of martial arts movies is written to be punctuated by fight scenes; horror movie plots carry the audience to the next hair-raising scary scene. While this isn't true of the best films of this nature--I am always entranced during every bit of "Singin' in the Rain" and intrigued by what would happen to Wong Fei Hung in "Once Upon a Time in China"--it certainly seems to be in "The Company." It is more a custom of the trade than anything inherently wrong with the film.

    I love Altman--I watched "The Player", "Short Cuts" and "MASH" several times in the theater during their first runs and countless times afterwards (and think Tanner 88 is a masterpiece) but realize that his minor works--"Company", "Gosford Park"--are no more than decent movies that lack the genius of his best.

  8. It is really long which is a really good thing.

    It was even longer yesterday than usual. It started 45 minutes late because of computer problems involving "The Machine" (the massive set).

    I finally checked some pictures and descriptions of it online, especially since Margaret Juntwait was describing how the horses for the Valkyries were "planks" that moved up and down while they stood on them. Even with the delay it must be pretty well made--it looks like a stage disaster waiting to happen.

  9. Years ago the high point of Act III for me was at the beginning when the Valkyries ride in. Now it is at the end with Wotan’s Farewell. Bryn Terfel seemed right on the money—he might be a great Wotan for a couple of decades.

    He's new to the part and will only get better, I'm sure.

    I think he said that this was only his second "Walkure" Wotan and that when he does the "Siegfried" Wanderer next year at the Met it will be the first time he has sung the role. Very impressive. For the longest time it seemed that James Morris was the indispensable Wotan for the Met and many of the big houses in Europe.

  10. It is really long which is a really good thing. I hadn’t planned to listen to “Die Walkure” on the Met broadcast earlier today but once I started it was difficult to stop. Since I was listening while doing typical Saturday running around I missed a lot but caught all of Act III and much of Act II.

    I once planned my day around “Die Walkure” from the Met—it was the last Brunhilde that Hildegard Behrens was scheduled to sing (with Domingo as Sigmund) at the Met and her fans were worried if she could still handle the role. It was a much less anxious experience this time—from what I could tell Deborah Voigt just effortlessly rolled out the sound and was a very convincing Valkyrie.

    Years ago the high point of Act III for me was at the beginning when the Valkyries ride in. Now it is at the end with Wotan’s Farewell. Bryn Terfel seemed right on the money—he might be a great Wotan for a couple of decades. I finished the day sitting in my idling car in the driveway while Wotan said goodbye to Brunhilde—as good a way to waste a few gallons of gas as any.

  11. When "Airplane" was released I recall the ads made me think wouldn't be worth seeing--they just seemed strange. My wife was traveling, saw it one evening and told me I was going with her when she caught it again upon her return.

    It was quite an experience--I understood the reason to watch it more than once--or more than twice--since I missed a lot of the jokes because I was laughing so much already. "Airplane" and the ZAZ/Nielsen collaborations that followed were simply amazing, as full of dumb jokes as an egg is of meat.

    NPR summed it up very well: "Leslie Nielsen was able to turn it into comic gold. Saying unfunny things in an unfunny manner and magically having the result be funny is an incredibly hard trick. And nobody ever did it better."

    My link

    ---Rumack: Captain, how soon can you land?

    Captain Oveur: I can't tell.

    Rumack: You can tell me. I'm a doctor.

    Captain Oveur: No. I mean I'm just not sure.

    Rumack: Well, can't you take a guess?

    ...Captain Oveur: Well, not for another two hours.

    Rumack: You can't take a guess for another two hours?


    Flight Attendant: "Doctor, there's a problem in the cockpit"

    Dr. Rumack: The cockpit?! What is it?

    Flight Attendant: "Its that little room in the front of the plane where the pilots sit. But that's not important now"

  12. I got spoiled in Chicago where I first began attending opera, ballet and other music events. Back in those antediluvian days the CTA (Chicago Transit Authority) ran the trains all night although with sparse schedules after about 11:00PM. Being young I felt indestructible and lived in a pretty slummy area for a while anyway. My my wife usually had Mace or whatever the disabling spray was back then in a pocket (never her purse) and I generally had a short club that folded into a convenient enough package to carry without discomfort. It seems kind of crazy looking back at it now but it is just what you did back then. This was before handguns were everywhere and also before crack had made its appearance. There would be the usual rushing to make the 10:59 PM train to Wilmette but seemingl less than in other cities.

    It is very different in Detroit. There are no trains--no communter trains, no subways, no nothing so everyone drives everywhere so there is little excuse for leaving early although it is still pretty common.

  13. richard53dog wrote:

    It went something like this: me ....."What was the top note in the Zerbinetta aria" Sills....."E-natural". Me..."Oh, you didn't sing a High F-sharp?".

    Me...."what was the top note in Je Suis Titania?" . Sills "High e-flat" . Me "Oh, that's all???. I thought you would sing something higher"

    She was basically polite and gracious through this exchange. I am so embarrassed to remember it!!!!!!!!!!! Teenagers can be hopeless!

    Amazing what we will say under some circumstances--I have a had a few of those "don't want to remember it" encounters backstage. Looking back it is amazing that singers can be so gracious when dealing with some of their fans right after finishing a performance. Thanks goodness I learned the best thing to say (or at least to start with) is along the lines of

    "We loved you in (the performance just completed) and with thought you were wonderful in (a relatively recent past performance) and hope to be able to see your (future performance).

  14. Thank you for the links, innopac. Figes will be fine. The Internet makes people do odd things. As one of the articles you linked to notes, you can recover from almost anything these days. (Until the 'tip of the iceberg' fellow goes on the record I'm not inclined to pay too much attention to that.)

    And sometimes we discover that a particular iceberg is nothing but a tip and that it couldn't sink much of anything. I have no idea if this is the case here but am reminded of the familiar quip by Henry Kissinger (or Richard Neustadt, Wallace Sayre, C. P. Snow or a number of others) that academic politics is so vicious because so little is at stake.

  15. [ ... ] I decided to buy "Prefaces to Shakespeare" by Tony Tanner. Written originally for an Everyman's Library edition of the collected plays, published as seven volumes, the prefaces are for the general reader (whoever he or she may be) but by no means simplified in any way other than the lack of scholarly aparatus such as footnotes.
    Thanks for this suggestion, Ed. After reading your post, I ordered from Amazon and have just received my copy. :)

    I turned right away to Romeo and Juliet. (A couple of weeks ago we saw an excellent touring production by the Acting Company.) It's amazing reading -- much the most insightful and original treatment of the play I've read. His discussion of the elements of "comedy" and -- to a much lesser extent -- "tragedy" in R&J was an eye opener. It occurred to me that the director of the production I saw might easily have read Tanner's Preface before setting the play.

    Tanner discusses the similarities in theme and subject matter in this play and Midsummer Night's Dream, suggesting that Shakespeare may have been working on both plays at the same time. It's no coincidence that each of these plays has provided the characters and story for very effective and much-loved ballets. :)

    2 plays down -- only 35 more to go! :o

    I was amazed with Tanner's discussion of R&J, particularly the way he situates it as a comedy. Having seen this play quite often, I sometimes catch myself wondering how I could be laughing at, for example, some of the early antics of the Nurse while realizing that it is R&J and everyone will be tragically dead by the end of the play. Brilliantly enough, Tanner even shows how the accidental double suicide of our hero and heroine is potentially full of comic elements.

    The tale seems endlessly inspiriing--Prokofiev's ballet score is simply sublime and (from Italian sources) Bellini's "I Capuleti e i Montecchi" is a superb bel canto opera--and quite a showpiece for singers.

    I have found one annoying aspect of "Prefaces to Shakespeare". All footnotes and bibliography accompanied the prefaces in their original form as prefaces to each of the plays published by Everyman's Library. This would not be a problem except that all the references to the no longer existing footnotes are still in the text so one will be reading along and come upon "This is in line with Ernest Schanzer's contention in his essay..." and "As Phillips puts it:..." both on the same page in the preface to "Julius Caesar" plus the occasional (idem) and (op. cit).

    This is probably due to overly parsimonious practices on the part of the publisher deciding not to pay for a thorough editorial job for the new iteration.

    Certainly doesn't detract from the essays themselves which are a joy to read.

  16. While he isn't a novelist Sidney Bruhl, played by Michael Caine in "Deathtrap" may qualify. He is a creatively spent playwright who lures a student, a member of a drama writing class Bruhl teaches in order to make a few dollars to his Long Island estate in order to kill the student and take credit for his work. The student, played by Christopher Reeve, has his own ideas of how to deal with Sidney.

  17. I opened my email and there it was like a vial of crack to an addict: a coupon for 40% at Borders good for two days only.

    Which is why I decided to buy "Prefaces to Shakespeare" by Tony Tanner. Written originally for an Everyman's Library edition of the collected plays, published as seven volumes, the prefaces are for the general reader (whoever he or she may be) but by no means simplified in any way other than the lack of scholarly aparatus such as footnotes.

    It is a very substantial book at a bit over 800 pages. Since it would take up a lot of shelf space and stare disapprovingly at one if left unread for too long I took advantage of a seat in the cafe with a cup of coffee to dip into the book before buying. The two plays I am most familiar with currently are "Romeo and Juliet" and "The Merchant of Venice". I started with the preface to R&J and a few pages into realized that this is a very good book, confirmed by the preface to "The Merchant of Venice".

    Tanner wrote beautifully and clearly knew and loved the plays. His obituary in "The Independent" includes: "To read English at Cambridge in the late Fifties was to have the last opportunity to read the whole canon of English literature. The texts had been agreed for 30 years, the secondary literature was still modest and while history, sociology and anthropology could make contributions to the "central discipline of the modern university", the questions posed by both theory and popular culture had yet to be articulated.

    Tanner has a strong claim to be the best reader ever produced by this particular formation and this is the underlying force of all his work."

    And much more in that vein. It can be found here: http://www.independent.co.uk/arts-entertai...er-1190187.html

  18. The Amsterdam cops series begins with Outsider in Amsterdam, and they are not a bit dark; rather the reverse. One of them, The Rattle Rat, made me laugh out loud quite immoderately. Some of De Wetring's other books can be quite serious though and he has written a couple about Zen Buddhism.

    A quick note on Janwillem van de Wetering's novels set generally in Amsterdam and environs and featuring the members of the Amsterdam Police Murder Squad. I have read one and will finish another in the next few hours. de Wetering tells his story from the viewpoint of Sergeant De Gier, Detective Adjutant Girjpstra and their boss, referred to only by his rank, the commissaris (always lower case). Helpfully enough, each book is footnoted at the first reference giving the order of ranks in the Dutch Police establishment.

    Both of the lower ranked officers are tough, resourceful and dedicated to their jobs. De Gier is quick witted, strong and fit, a judo black belt and unarmed combat expert. He lives alone in a small apartment in central Amsterdam with his Siamese cat, Oliver. Girjpstra is older, slower and more phlegmatic, able to keep the big picture in mind while he does close readings of physical clues and character traits of suspects. He is married to a wife who hates him and who he hates. They have three children and live in the suburbs.

    The commissaris not only hold a very senior position but has the unswerving loyalty of his subordinates and the respect of those who outrank him, including officials from outside of the police. In the book I am reading now “The Japanese Corpse” the commissaris deals with the Dutch ambassador to Japan, the Japanese ambassador to Holland, the head of the CIA station in Holland, a senior member of the Japanese secret service and his own boss the chief constable, as equals. An old man, almost crippled with rheumatic arthritis, short in stature and unexceptional in mien, he is the calm center around which the murder cases revolve. That he is dignified and has quiet authority is shown by the way those around him act and by his own sometime exceptional actions. In one case, for example, when a shocking event all but shatters one of his men the commissaris takes him into his own home, nurses him back to, if not health at least functioning dealing with his rear catatonia followed by nightmares and psychotic episodes with no difficulty.

    The mysteries in this series seem to center around why the victim was killed as much as who killed him. Solving the first leads quickly to the second. The moral duties of a person in the late 20th century are one of the themes that run through the books. Another is the acceptance of suffering as inevitable to the human condition although each of the main characters takes his responsibilities very seriously as an upholder of the ethical principles behind the law as well as an enforcer.

    Terrific books.

  19. The Amsterdam cops series begins with Outsider in Amsterdam, and they are not a bit dark; rather the reverse. One of them, The Rattle Rat, made me laugh out loud quite immoderately. Some of De Wetring's other books can be quite serious though and he has written a couple about Zen Buddhism.

    I realize that I had once again conflated two authors. I picked up three Van De Wetring books today: "The Sergeant's Cat" a volume of short stories, "The Japanese Corpse" and "The Corpse on the Dike".

  20. I bought the Everyman's Library Joan Didion volume "We Tell Ourselves Stories In Order to Live: Collected Nonfiction" which includes everything up to but not including "The Year of Magical Thinking". At just under 1,100 pages it perfect for someone who is entranced by her prose to simply wallow in for an afternoon.

    Didion can write about almost anything and make it interesting--perhaps not the subject matter as such but make the essay worth reading because she constructs sentences as well as anyone writing in English that I have read. She talked about typing out Hemingway's stories to see how sentences worked.

    My favorite is "Salvador" which conveys the chronic dread created by the possibility of violence from unpredictable and unstable armed men.

  21. Helene, I would start with the first of Barbara Nadel's Insector Ikmen series which is Belshazzar's daughter. I think there must now be about ten in the series.

    Ed: a great many Scandinavian crime writers are now being translated into english. Jo Nesbo is another one I've enjoyed although Sjowell and Wahloo are perennial favourites and I went to immense trouble to aquire the complete set, endlessly haunting second-hand bookshops. But now they've all been re-issued. I guess you've already read Janwillem van de Wetering's Amsterdam cops series.

    I tried to read van de Wetering and may have started with the wrong book or just been in the wrong frame of mind at the time. Unfortunately I don't recall which of his books it was but the first 50 pages or so were very dark involving the interogation of a prisoner who was obviously guilty (which probably meant he wasn't by the last page) by a policeman who was in an almost unbearable crisis of his own.

    I think I will pick one up at the library tomorrow and see what develops.

  22. Just finished "Thomas Hardy" by Claire Tomlin which I found quite good. She (and everyone else who writes about Hardy, it seems) praises "Thomas Hardy, A Biography Revisited" by Michael Millgate which is 625 pages of pretty densely typeset pages but I think I will hold off on that one. Tomlin concentrates on Hardy's poetry which I am beginning to "get" or at least enjoy. Hardy had quite a life--began as the son of a domestic servant, toward the end was the host to the Prince of Wales and his retinue for a luncheon. He lived to his eighty-seventh year but what was really telling is who he knew.

    He was invited to dinner with Tennyson when Tennyson was Poet Laureate and who complimented him on "A Pair of Blue Eyes". Hardy was a witness at the wedding of Harold MacMillian (the grandson of his publisher) who, decades later, became Prime Minister so he was involved with some of those who personified both the Victorian period and the post-war period. He was friend and, to some extent, mentor to T. E. Lawrence, Robert Graves, Siegfried Sassoon and other very 20th century writers.

    One lovely stanza from "Snow in the Suburbs" which Tomlin writes "dates back to the freezing winter...of 1880":

    The steps are a blanched slope,

    Up which, with feeble hope,

    A black cat comes, wide-eyed and thin;

    And we take him in.


    Still reading At Swim Two Boys by Jamie O'Neill a maddening but very, very good novel of Ireland in 1916.

  23. Thanks to everyone who responded and came up with further suggestions.

    One thing I discovered is that I have read a lot of mysteries :wink: --partially, I would imagine, because I haven't watched much television for about 25 years and haven't watched at all since sometime shortly after the 2002 Winter Olympics.

    Alexandra--they do stack up the corpses in Oxford pretty steadily in the Morse books. It might be impossible to fill any vacancies at Lonsdale College, Oxford (Morse's school, which he left without a degree) since tutors, lecturers, masters, etc. there had become handy targets.

    dirac--same reaction; Kinsey Millhone ("A is for...") never really caught my interest or at least enough to read more than one or two of the series.

    vagansmom--I haven't seen the telecasts although I will probably get the DVDs soon now I know that they are around but Val McDermid's books can be extremely gruesome with a lot of carving up of people. Reading about McDermid makes her sound like a person one would want to have as a neighbor but reading her books makes one uncomfortable being in the same county.

    Helene--as it happens I have read most of the Henning Mankell novels set in Sweden but found that his Africa settings didn't really resonate in the same way. I have also read the Martin Beck series of Swedish crime novels by the husband and wife team Maj Sjöwall and Per Wahlöö which I hadn't thought of until you mentioned Mankell. It turns out there are many Swedish crime writers I hadn't heard of so there will be bunch to chose from there. I haven't read "The Troubled Man" by Mankell or "Man from Beijing" which isn't part of the series and will look for those at the libraries.

    justafan--Kate Atkinson is new to me :D I have read all of the Donna Leon books but none of the Andrea Camilleri, all of Rozan (who is terrific) but none of Steig Larson--I had him mixed up with another author whose name escapes me but who delivered a trilogy to his publisher and then died before the first one came out.

    Alymer--this is what really convinced me I have read a lot since Frost is a British (English in this case) detective in a series all of which I have read. :excl: There won't be another since Wingfield died a couple of years ago. I need to revisit the Harriet Martens/Hard Detective series since I now recall (thank you) that I liked the one I read. Was unaware that Rankin had started again--lovely news. I am familiar with Inspector Ikmen--Nadel is another author I need to follow up on. As I recall she made Isatabul as much a "character" as Donna Leon did with Venice.

    To add just a bit, Arnaldur Indridason, an Icelandic author of a series featuring Inspector Erlendur of the Reykjavik police has a new one out, his fifth, "Arctic Chill". The one before, "The Draining Lake" is excellent. The series is quite good.

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