Ice surprise to the beaches this summer

This is a moment that we begin to decry the continuous breaking of Nordic thrillers, even if we had been delighted to succumb to the first wave.
That's even some time as we condemn Jo Nesbø, caught red TGV relay gondola filling offense.
This means that Blood prejudices with which we approached on the ice! Even if we had read beforehand that this exercise in style without Harry Hole, a little out of the box and hackneyed by Jo Nesbø, the surprise was great!
Indeed, although the author abandons his favorite detective soaked. Indeed, he engages in a kind of pastiche of noir novels on the shelf to store the hard-boiled detective novels.
But with what humor and especially how brilliantly!
Written by Jo Nesbø was always very controlled and very pleasant to read (even in its last deliveries too commercial) and this book is further proof that this guy really knows very well written (and not always in the same register).
And there, our writer is having a field day: apparently he frankly amused and pleased our player is up.
We are always in Norway, in the 70.
And here we are propelled into the head of a mobster, Olav.
Olav was ultimately gifted nor robberies, nor for procuring. It will hitmen.
But here Hoffmann, head of Olav asked to send (implied ad patres) his own wife, yeah, Corina's wife patron.Même if the request is legitimate (it is infidel), Olav is bothered by this new mission, not easy to manage, despite a big bonus to boot.

[...] The new mission entrusted to me Hoffmann défrisait me greatly. He wanted me sends his wife.
[...] Everything pleased me with Corina Hoffmann. Everything except his surname.
[...] I felt like a guy who is sitting at a poker table with four heavily armed bad losers and naturally suspicious. And we had to distribute me a hand of four aces. Sometimes, the good news is if implausibly good they are bad.

Obviously, Olav will fall in love with the steep unfaithful wench.
And always, of course, nothing will proceed as planned.
We do not tell you more, it would also not much interest here: you already read this story at least a dozen times, it's the same principle of this 'how to ...' .
You can store for example, this book right next to another favorite: We must kill Lewis Winter, Malcolm MacKay.
But in good écivain Jo Nesbø has the great idea to spice up what could be only a tribute to the former, a skilful exercise in style, a few unexpected flavors.
And primarily the personality of Olav, the hitman: dyslexic, no arithmetic, a guy who avoids thinking.

[...] I was thinking. Usually I try to abstain, it is not an activity in which I see a potential for improvement through practice and experience, it rarely leads to anything good .

But a guy who reads Victor Hugo (not easy when one has dyslexia), writing poems (even more difficult, we must patiently put all the letters in the right order), which cites philosophers: Darwin, Hume, ...
And then, after an apocalyptic killing, there is last part of the book: it is this which explains the favorite, and in every sense of the word.
Because the author is a little dude who walked us through the nose: ruthless killers history, humor in the second degree, pastiche of hard-boiled thriller, ... yeah, yeah, of course we had seen it all ...
But Jo Nesbø is customary false long tracks and all this carefully hid another story, almost another book and a beautiful story of love .... And yes.
Come on, Jo Nesbø want to know still surprise us.
A book for everyone: for fans of Jo Nesbø who will not be disappointed (even in the absence of Harry Hole), for fans of thrillers that will not be disappointed or simply for those who want an easy book, pleasant , fun and surprising (and refreshing) to the beaches this summer, and that will not be disappointed either.