I do not question the style or quality writing that remain consistent with what is known of the author.
What is less usual in Mankell is not to phish us the story he tells us, as usual.
That of "worried man" is laborious. It lacks breath. It is almost unnecessary to exhausting lengths force that almost look like filling.
Of course his hero Wallander, we follow for years, remains equal to himself, tired, worn, worried about having addressed the sixties.
This part of the subject matter of this book is not the least interesting, and remains credible, leaving us consider the questions that may arise about the author's own concerns at the dawn of an age that is inexorably approaching.
Rather it is the fiction that is set before us that lack of consistency, rhythm and ultimately credible account.
Mankell in this album revisits many of the characters he has shown since the beginning of Wallander, as a last round without much consistency track. Then Wallander bows.
How Mankell decided to end the adventures of his mythical hero seems surprisingly light footprint, even should it be difficult for an author to separate a part of oneself.
In short, turn the page.
