I have been having a bit of a Jo Nesbo fest recently, as part of a possibly doomed attempt to read all the shortlisted novels for the Crime Writers' Association international dagger award before the winner is announced in about a week's time. I had read four of the six books when the shortlist was announced, which admittedly helps a lot.
Although I had not read Jo Nesbo's The Redeemer, I won it at Crime Fest, so had a copy to hand. Life is not that simple, though. Nesbo's Harry Hole series is one of many to be translated into English out of chronological order – and in this particular case, it's an egregious crime because the impact of the "trilogy within the series" (The Redbreast, Nemesis and The Devil's Star) is ruined if you do what I did and read the third one first, followed by the first one. The Redeemer follows on from this "trilogy".
Nothing for it, then, but to buy Nemesis and read that first. And a gripping read it is, too. The character of the police detective, Harry Hole, previously rather patchy and chaotic, began to gel in my mind. I'm sure he looks exactly like Don Bartlett, the excellent translator of the series (though Don has more hair than Harry). Nemesis turns out to be a very exciting book. Harry is mourning the death of a colleague and has his suspicions (actually, convictions) of who is the perpetrator. However, after six months he has failed to find any evidence so has agreed with his boss to go back to his usual duties. His girlfriend Rakel and her son Oleg are in Russia, where Rakel is petitioning the courts for custody of Oleg. While she's away, Harry bumps into Anna, a woman with whom he had a brief fling some years previously. Anna is now an artist of sorts, and has created a strange triptych of paintings surrounding a lighted statue – Nemesis. Harry is soon investigating two crimes, in an intensely plotted and detailed narrative (you need to read every paragraph carefully to spot all the clues). There are some real implausibilities in the plot when the ending is finally revealed – not least the perpetrator of both the crime and the way in which Harry is manipulated in his attempts to solve it – but I didn't mind because by then I was won over to Harry: he's a flawed, angst-ridden, funny alcoholic – inevitably a maverick but one who in the main uses his brain and wit rather than his fists to demonstrate his independence.
I then had to re-read The Devil's Star, of course, as in the two or three years or so since I read it previously I had forgotten most of the details. Again, I thoroughly enjoyed it – due in no large part to the excellent translation (Don Bartlett again) and the strange coincidence of identity (in my mind) between the translator and the character of Harry. Reading this book after the previous two made an extraordinary difference – it was a far more rounded, and moving, experience this time around, as Harry returns to his pursuit of the person who he believes murdered his colleague, while at the same time investigating a series of ritualised killings that seem to be related. The characters and their relationships are one of the main strengths of the book, and the convolutions of the plot are so intriguing that you have to keep reading on, driven to know how it is all going to work out. The solution to the crime is again somewhat weak, but I think more believable than the outcomes to the cases in The Redbreast and Nemesis (the latter is particularly daft).
Finally, I was ready to read The Redeemer – but given the length of this post, I'll return to that another time. If you can't wait until then, you can read reviews of the book at Crime Scraps, The Independent, Nordic Book Blog, Mysteries in Paradise, International Noir Fiction and Reviewing the Evidence.
Crime Scraps on "Keeping Harry in Order" (a very useful post!)