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يتولى ألندور مفتش شرطة ريكيافيك، التحقيق في جريمة قتل راح ضحيتها رجل عجوز منعزل عن العالم يدعى هولبرغ في شقته بقبو أحد الأبنية التي تخرج منها رائحة غريبة، يساعده في ذلك زميلاه سيغوردور أولي وإيلنبورغ، حيث يكتشفون ملاحظة غامضة على جثته وصورة بالأبيض والأسود لشاهدة قبر.يبدأ إليندور الكشف عن الأدلة، وعندما يكتشف مزيداً من الحقائق عن ماضي هولبرغ يدرك أن هناك صلات مع أفعال إجرايتولى ألندور مفتش شرطة ريكيافيك، التحقيق في جريمة قتل راح ضحيتها رجل عجوز منعزل عن العالم يدعى هولبرغ في شقته بقبو أحد الأبنية التي تخرج منها رائحة غريبة، يساعده في ذلك زميلاه سيغوردور أولي وإيلنبورغ، حيث يكتشفون ملاحظة غامضة على جثته وصورة بالأبيض والأسود لشاهدة قبر.يبدأ إليندور الكشف عن الأدلة، وعندما يكتشف مزيداً من الحقائق عن ماضي هولبرغ يدرك أن هناك صلات مع أفعال إجرامية أخرى بقيت طي الكتمان أو لم تتمكن الشرطة من إماطة اللثام عنها. عبر متابعة خيوط تلك الأدلة يتمكن عبر تقنيات وراثية حديثة في علم الإجرام أن يمضي قدماً نحو حل هذه القضية الغامضة....

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  • Lyn
    2019-03-15 09:20

    I am HIMThis cryptic message is left with the body of an elderly man when he is found dead in his apartment in Reykjavik. So begins Arnaldur Indridason’s brilliant contribution to the Nordic Noir sub-genre of crime literature. First published in 2000 in Iceland under the title Mýrin, I read and thoroughly enjoyed the English translation by Bernard Scudder published in 2005 by Minotaur Books.A compelling police procedural that shows a law enforcement task force in Reykjavik investigating a murder, Indridason goes further and provides intriguing background for a crime that has a long history of wrongs leading up to the fateful moment.Some crimes, when brought into the light, reveal other wrongdoings hidden in the shadows. Some secrets, when uncovered, reveal more hidden pains that can reach far back into families. Indridason’s greatest achievement in this book, is his ability to draw diverse elements of a criminal investigation, especially the human costs, into a cognizant whole.Jar City is the name given to a forensic collection of body parts and specimens and this novel also explores the importance and historic relevance of genetic testing and how these procedures have evolved and how the Icelandic culture is particularly well suited for such science.One of the better contributions to the genre, very entertaining.

  • Araz Goran
    2019-03-06 11:22

    رواية تمزج بين الادب البوليسي والرعب.. يصور الكاتب جريمة تقع في إحدى المدن الآيسلندية حيث تعثر الشرطة على جثة رجل ستيني داخل شقته ويقوم المحقق أرنالدور بتحريات واسعة وبمكر وعبقرية (وشئ من الحظ) بكشف خيوط الجريمة والعثور على القاتل.. ينقلك الراوي الى مجتمع غريب وجريمة غير مألوفة .. رواية مشوقة جداً تتمنى ان تنهيها في جلسة واحدة..

  • Algernon
    2019-03-11 06:09

    [9/10] "Squalid, pointless and committed without any attempt to hide it, change the clues or conceal the evidence.""Yes," said Erlendur. "A pathetic Icelandic murder." First impressions can be misleading. At first glance the murder of a lonely seventy year old man in his own apartment is just a sordid, simple robbery gone wrong. But as Inspector Erlendur Sveinsson of the Reykjavik Criminal Investigations Division starts to poke into the past history of the deceased, the case gets darker and darker, with unsavory ramifications going back decades and with revelations about Holberg (the victim) that makes one wonder why didn't somebody put an end to his miserable life much sooner.Nordic crime fiction is already famous for its dark undertones and its dour policemen, but this novel is in a class of its own when it comes to depression. Erlendur got back to the block of flats where he lived at around 10 p.m. and put a ready meal in the microwave to heat through. He stood and watched the meal revolving behind the glass. Better than television, he thought. Outside, the autumn winds howled, nothing but rain and darkness. Not only is Erlendur divorced (most cops are) and unhealthy (heart problems), but he has a drug addict son coming out for the third time from a stint in rehab and a rebellious teenage daughter knocked up by a stranger at a party. Erlendur has every reason to be depressed, but, also in the best Nordic tradition, he is doggedly doing his job, leaving no stone unturned, even if it means looking at hundreds of hours worth of hardcore pornography, wading in basements filled with ordure or digging up the coffins of small children who died decades earlier. They saw a tired middle-aged man with dark lines under the eyes, several days' stubble on his cheeks, thick eyebrows that stuck out, his bushy ginger hair that was all in a tangle, strong teeth that sometimes showed behind pallid lips, a weary expression that had witnessed all the worst dregs of human filth. Erlendur reminds me in the best possible way of Martin Beck (the protagonist of the Swedish "Story of Crime" by Per Wahloo and Maj Sjoberg). He may appear dour and depressive to outsiders, but inside he is raging against the injustices done to innocents. I can see myself easily continuing with this series by Arnaldur Indridason, based on how much I was moved by this first lecture (although this is apparently the third in the series) "You think it won't affect you. You reckon you're strong enough to withstand that sort of thing. You think you can put on armour against it over the years and can watch all the filth from a distance as if it's none of your business, and try to keep your senses. But there isn't any distance. And there's no armour. No-one's strong enough. The repulsion haunts you like an evil spirit that burrows into your mind and doesn't leave you in peace until you believe that the filth is life itself because you've forgotten how ordinary people live. This case is like that. Like an evil spirit that's been unleashed to run riot in your mind and ends up leaving you crippled."Erlendur heaved a deep sigh. "It's all one great big bloody mire." —«»—«»—«»—I've been vague on purpose about the finer points of the investigation. I would like to mention though, in light of the current shitstorm in the media about predatory males, that statutory rape is one of the major issues in this particular investigation: "Did she get over it?""Never. She was a very sensitive woman, my sister. A beautiful soul and easy prey for anyone to harm. They sensed that, both of them. They attacked her in their own separate ways. Savaged their prey... The beasts." also: the title is not a reference to an American military base in Iceland, as I was led to believe (I'm not sure where I got this impression from), but it's about privacy concerns regarding a national genetic database that records the medical history of every person, living or dead, from Iceland. It's also about corrupt policemen and callous doctors who are more concerned with their specimen collections than with the dramas in the lives of their patients. "That's one of the problems with this kind of genealogy database. Diseases tend to jump out of the family tree at random and then pop up again when you least expected them.""And you keep all these secrets. Old family secrets. Tragedies, sorrows and death, all carefully classified in computers. Family stories and stories of individuals. Stories about me and you. You keep the whole secret and can call it up whenever you want. A Jar City for the whole nation."

  • Ema
    2019-02-18 09:07

    I've taken an interest to Iceland ever since I read Halldór Laxness. Seeing there are a few Icelandic authors in translation - or maybe they are indeed just a few - I wanted to explore this country through the detective novels of Arnaldur Indriðason, as well. Luckily, he gives some interesting insights into the social aspect of Icelandic people. Well, more like the criminality aspect, through phrases such as:Icelandic murders aren't complicated.Icelandic judges were notoriously lenient.Icelandic murderers generally don’t leave anything behind but a mess.My Gr friend Linda has been to Iceland and she told me that this is considered one of the safest countries in the world. This baffled me, so I've read more about it and came upon an interesting BBC article: an US law student went to Iceland to study the reason behind the low criminality rate. In a country where almost one person out of three owns a gun, the few crimes that occur don't usually involve firearms. Hmm, strange. Give one angry American a gun and he'll know what to do with it! Even Police members are unarmed, the only officers permitted to carry firearms are on a special force called the Viking Squad, and they are seldom called out.I'm really fascinated now. [In Iceland]...violent crime was virtually non-existent. People seemed relaxed about their safety and that of their children to the point where parents left their babies outside and unattended. This reminded me of the Beaumont children cold case in Australia, which greatly influenced Australian society in that a lot of people who left their children unattended, believing their country was safe, improved their supervision. I hope this never happens in Iceland, which should remain like it is, a happy and miraculous exception. But what are the reasons behind this amazing fact? It seems that Iceland's social welfare and education systems promote an egalitarian culture and there is virtually no difference among upper, middle and lower classes. It looks like Icelandic people managed to put in practice the teachings of Prophet Mani.A study of the Icelandic class system done by a University of Missouri master's student found only 1.1% of participants identified themselves as upper class, while 1.5% saw themselves as lower class. The remaining 97% identified themselves as upper-middle class, lower-middle class, or working class. On another web-site, the question "How Safe is Reykjavik, Iceland?" is answered with Crime in Reykjavik is basically non-existent, even petty thieves are only rarely seen. The only area in Reykjavik that a single female may not want to visit late at night is Austurvöllur Park - and that's only because it's a popular place for winos, who like to keep to themselves anyway. Ha ha, not even wankers or exhibitionists - I guess it's too cold for that! I'm sorry this is not actually a review, but I've found all this information fascinating and I wanted to share it with you. Inspector Erlendur deals with a crime that defies the Icelandic tradition, in that it's not simple and careless, but puzzling and brain-racking. The criminal leaves a note behind (we don't find out what it says until the middle of the book). Were it not for the presence of another layer to the story - about the detective's personal life - this novel would get 4 stars from me. It was much better than Silence of the Grave, because it dealt more with the actual investigation (which was also much more interesting) and less with domestic drama. The atmosphere is bleak, it rains without ever seeming to stop, and Erlendur has family issues, mainly with his daughter, who is a drug addict. Reading the novel, I've got under the impression that there is a serious issue with drugs in Iceland, but further info showed that it is not the case. I guess Indriðason wanted to place his inspector in the worst living conditions, which seems to me a bit too forced. In Silence of the Grave we find out about more tragedies in his life, which makes me wonder if every book in the series brings additional misfortune to Erlendur, poor man. Two other interesting facts in the novel:1. Icelanders eat boiled sheep's head, which I find to be gross. I won't post a picture, no, no. It is a traditional dish called Svið, which originated in harsh times when people started to use every part of a slaughtered animal. Here's a funny account of eating such dish:Never did I expect to taste such a barbaric dish as a sheep's head. But a decade later there it was on my plate, looking up at me with a sorrowful glaze in its eyes. I pulled the jaw apart and stabbed a clump of meat with my fork. When in Iceland... And it wasn't bad. Really. The cheek, where most of the meat is found, was tender and rather tasty. Dipped in a little rhubarb jelly, it was even better. Just beware of the eyes. Those baby blues are considered a delicacy. Well, really, it's the entire eye socket that some Icelanders find so appetizing, with or without the actual eyeball included. So plop that hunk of meat into your mouth and try to think about something else. Anything else. - Lara Weber, Chicago Tribune 2. Indriðason talks in his novel about a Genetic Research Centre, which actually has a base in reality. In such a centre would be gathered medical data about all the Icelanders, linked with a genealogy database in which the family of every single Icelander would be traced back to the Middle Ages.They called it establishing the Icelandic genetic pool. The main aim was to discover how hereditary illnesses were transmitted, study them genetically and find ways to cure them, and other diseases if possible. It was said that the homogenous nation and lack of miscegenation made Iceland a living laboratory for genetic research. - Arnaldur Indriðason

  • Richard Derus
    2019-02-24 06:16

    Rating: 3 bleak * of fiveIt's hard for me to believe this is a debut novel. The author is, of course, a journalist and so the possessor of writerly skills; still, a novel is something wholly and entirely other than what he could be expected to do in his sleep.I think the first-novel-ishness comes out in a few small ways. He introduces a deeply disturbing sub-plot and does almost nothing with it. He has characters behave in some ways that don't scan with their stated behaviors. But on the whole, the book's as accomplished a noir as I've seen in many a long month.I came away from this book chilled, angry, and annoyed at the unfairess of life. Perfect noir! I see that the author carefully crafted his story to elicit these feelings in me, and I salute his success. I am aware that the story was, for 2000, quite ground-breaking in its use of genetics as a plot-point, but it doesn't feel as amazing today, when "Scientific Adam" and "Scientific Eve" have been genetically identified. Still, I was impressed by the good handling of the subject matter...I wish it had been given a little more prominence in the story, but that's a minor cavil.If you haven't yet read the book, I'd say you should, because its dark, gloomy pleasures are significally rewarding. I warn the squeamish: Violence exists here, and a lot of uccchy stuff that's not violent but is revolting takes place.

  • Ahmed
    2019-02-22 07:26

    المتابع لأدب (الجريمه) من المؤكد انه سيلاحظ تطور ملموس بشدة .من دويل لأجاثا كريستى الى الطفرة الرهيبه فى العقود الأخيرة .والفرق شاسع فعلا تبعا للتطور الرهيب فى الوسائل المعيشيه المختلفه.ورغم كلاسيكة (أجاثا) التى لا تقاوم وعبقريتها الفذه الا اننا لا نقدر أن ننكر ابداع أدب الجريمهالحديث الذى كاد أن يزحزح كريستى من على عرشها (دان براون كمثال).المهم أننا فى هذا العمل أمام ادب جريمه من الطراز الرفيع.جريمة ما فى ايسلندا تتعمق وتتشعب بطريقه مذهله.تطور أدب الجريمه لم يكن فقط فى الأدوات الحديثه ولا التطور المعيشى بل طال التطور (تحديث للغه والتعمق فى النفوس الروائيه المختلفه)اللغه رغم انها مترجمه الا انها مبدعه وبسيطه وسهله.الأحداث متسلسله بصورة سلسة وبسيطه.الوصف كافى جدا ويقدم المطلوب الشخصيات مؤثرة جدا ومتطورة فى حد ذاتها.لم يخلو العمل من ثوابت أدب الجريمه من تشويق واثارة ومفاجأة بل كان متميز جدا فيها

  • Terri
    2019-03-03 06:13

    This is my first Arnaldur Indrioason novel featuring Inspector Erlendur, the wearyIcelandic detective who must solve a murder that spans several decades. The novel also won the "Glass Key Award" given annually to Nordic crime writers. I was impressed by the good writing and compelling plot and now want to read the series. Recommend to crime fiction readers.

  • James Thane
    2019-03-10 10:30

    This very intriguing novel introduces Inspector Elendur Sveinsson of the Reykjavik Police Department. In Iceland, where virtually everyone is related, people are known by their first names. Erlendur is in the throes of middle age and not in the best of health. He lives alone and has two troubled children, including a daughter who's in debt to drug dealers.An elderly man is murdered in his basement apartment and the killer leaves an enigmatic note lying on the body. Some of Erlender's colleagues believe that the victim, whose name is Holberg, was killed by someone attempting to rob him. But the note makes no sense in that context and Erlendur continues to look for another explanation.He discovers that over forty years earlier, Holberg had been accused of a particularly viscious rape but had not been convicted of the crime. Erlendur begins unravelling the tangled history of the victim's early life in the hope that it will shed some light on the mystery surrounding his death. The investigation resonates deeply in Erlendur's own life as he wrestles with the questions of family, love and obligation, both personally and in the crime he is investigating.Because of the setting and the general circumstances of Erlendur's life, this book has a very Scandinavian feel about it. It takes a while for the momentum to gather, but once it does the reader is off on a compelling ride through a very tangled and unusual mystery. It's hard to imagine a crime fiction reader who won't put this book down anxiously awaiting the arrival of the second Erlendur case.

  • Bill
    2019-03-04 06:17

    Having very recently read Reykjavík Nights: Murder in Reykjavík, which was a prequel that I really enjoyed, I was really looking forward to this book, which is the first in the series proper. I should say the first to be translated into English, because it is actually book 3 in Iceland. Which is too bad, because there are relationships which presumably were fleshed out in the first two novels, so you sort of come into them partway, if you know what I mean.Anyway, in the prequel, Erlendur is a young traffic cop, while in this book, he is a 50 year old detective, with a partner, Sigurdur. He is also divorced, with two children, one of whom, his daughter Eva Lind, plays a fairly big part in the book, while his son isn't really mentioned at all.I have to say that this book definitely did not disappoint at all. It's a very bleak book set in a fairly bleak place, that involves murder, rape and genetic diseases all blended together in a fairly fast paced, very entertaining crime novel. The parts of the book which involve the relationship between Erlendur and his daughter are really well done as well, and should get even more interesting as the series progresses.It was fascinating to me to read a book set in Iceland, as I knew almost nothing about it. For example, the people in Iceland are always referred to by their first name, and don't even have real surnames. They are even listed in the phone book by first name. So what happens if there are a whole bunch of people with the same first name? I really don't know. Also, crime is apparently relatively uncommon in Iceland and the police don't seem to carry guns, as one is never mentioned in conjunction with any of the police officers in the story.All in all, this book should definitely appeal to fans of Nordic crime fiction, or really any crime fiction at all. I'm looking forward to the next book already.

  • Maxine (Booklover Catlady)
    2019-03-10 08:16

    This was a great Scandi- Crime Noir book that I've read for my Scandi Noir "real life" book club. I had never read this author before so dived in with a clear set of expectations.I was quickly hooked into the storyline and characters. A man is found murdered in Iceland where the book is set and from that murder unravels a spiel of other stories and revelations. It was like a magic box, more and more new surprises kept popping up to keep you guessing.The writing is very good. I found the book translated very well from Icelandic to English and this author has a rhythmic writing style that's easy to read and enjoy as you go. Detective Erlender is the lead detective and the main man of this crime series and I really liked him a lot. He's determined, focused and very imperfect as a human being. His character shone with realism which I love. I was riveted to this mystery and felt quite moved by some of the side crimes uncovered and the ending of the book left me feeling quite a bit emotional. A book of hidden depths and the path to solving the crime is really fascinating.I'd highly recommend this book to any crime or mystery lover, especially if you like your crime Scandinavian flavoured. From crime books to TV some fantastic stuff comes out way from this part of Europe. I'll be discussing this book at my book club this week and am keen to hear what others thought of it. Enjoyable, fabulous plot with depth and good quality writing - 5 stars.Oh! And this book reads absolute fine as a stand alone. It's book three in the series but I didn't once feel like I needed to read the first two books to enjoy this one. I read a second-hand paperback version that I bought off Amazon.

  • Aditi
    2019-03-20 10:14

    Hannah Kent, a contemporary Australian writer, has commented about "Iceland" as:In Iceland, you can see the contours of the mountains wherever you go, and the swell of the hills, and always beyond that the horizon. And there's this strange thing: you're never sort of hidden; you always feel exposed in that landscape. But it makes it very beautiful as well. Arnaldur Indriðason, a very famous author of Iceland, has spun a mind-blowing thriller story, Jar City, which has sold over 6 million copies in the world and has been translated in more than 20langugaes. The original Icelandic version of this book is called, Mýrin and has been turned into a film by Icelandic director Baltasar Kormákur. Moreover, this is the third book in the series with Detective Erlendur.Synopsis: When a lonely old man is found murdered in his Reykjavík flat, the only clues are a cryptic note left by the killer and a photograph of a young girl’s grave. Inspector Erlendur, who heads the investigation team, discovers that many years ago the victim was accused, though not convicted, of an unsolved crime. Did the old man’s past come back to haunt him?As the team of detectives reopen this very cold case, Inspector Erlendur uncovers secrets that are much larger than the murder of one old man--secrets that have been carefully guarded by many people for many years. As he follows a fascinating trail of unusual forensic evidence, Erlendur also confronts stubborn personal conflicts that reveal his own depth and complexity of character. Inspector Erlendur is back yet with another brainstorming mystery. An old man found dead in his flat in Reykjavík. His head bashed in with an ashtray. More digging about this man's past reveals that he has once raped a woman and never convicted of the crime. The woman conceived a child and gave birth to a daughter who died terribly young due to a rare kind of brain tumor. Inspector Erlendur begins his investigation and eventually starts opening all the closed doors unlocking the mystery step-by-step. Moreover, Inspector Erlendur, a divorced man, has to face his troubled drug-addict daughter, Eva Lind, who shows up on his door with all her problems. Therefore, this story also features Inspector Erlendur facing with his own troubles from the past and his present life.The story of the term 'Jar City' is very fascinating. When Inspector Erlendur goes to investigate about the little girl's tragic death from brain tumor in the morgue, he learns story behind 'Jar City'. When human organs preserved with formalin inside a jar and kept in a room, then it called 'Jar City', used specifically for the medical training purpose in Iceland.The story is well told by the author from his protagonist Inspector Erlendur, who is not only a lonely soul fighting with his own ghosts from the past, but is also brave, intelligent and very determined to get to the bottom of the mystery. Not only well-told, but the story is also very well laid out for the readers. As you turn the pages of this book, you drown more in the depth of the mystery. Each page welcomes us with a new twist, and the author skillfully kept his whole mystery tightly under-wraps until the very end.The author has a deep psychological grip on his characters that portray as multifaceted, flawed and sympathetic human beings and all are achingly vulnerable, wracked by fear, need and guilt. I love how his characters, being all flawed, managed to strike my mind and soul so strikingly. Especially with this Holberg character, although he is dead in the story, but while reading about his ordeals in his past, made me creep out of my own skin.The whole atmosphere of this compelling mystery will draw you into the depth of this story. Moreover, the setting of the plot will capture will mind vividly. Moreover, you can easily feel the darkness eventually surrounding you. Arnaldur Indriðason gave me a free trip to Iceland! I get to see the landscapes, culture, the society, and the people of Iceland from the author's eyes very distinctively. The Icelandic picture that Arnaldur Indriðason has painted is truly spectacular.P.S: I admired the Icelandic Police procedurals, which are very fast and effective in action.Verdict:The book is already a huge hit in the whole world. By according to me, this book is going to make you feel like inside a Stieg Larsson’s novel. Courtesy:Thanks to the TripFiction team for giving me the opportunity to read and review this book.

  • Ebaa
    2019-03-17 09:12

    مؤلمة!!"الأطفال فلاسفة ، سألتني ابنتي مرة في المستشفى لماذا لدينا عينان؟ أجبتها حتى نرى بهما، صححت لي قالت "حتى نذرف الدموع منهما"تختلف القصص المأساوية ولكن يجمعها الألم نفسه.. لأول مرة اتعاطف مع القاتل عند قراءتي لرواية بوليسية ربما لأنه مجرم وضحية في آن واحد.رواية جميلة لأرنالدور أندريداسون ولكن روايته "جثة في الفندق" راقت لي اكثر

  • Christy
    2019-02-22 07:34

    Arnaldur Indriđason's Jar City is a mystery novel set in Reykjavik that plays with issues of paternity, family, and identity. Mostly, however, it's a whodunit. As such, it's a good read. But as more than that, though it gestures toward larger questions, it left me wanting more. The jacket reviews call it a "dark, haunting novel" with an "emotionally wrought ending that caught me off guard and touched me in a way that few mystery novels do" (The Boston Globe), one that, according to Time Out London, "[culminates] in an ending that proves impressively moving." But the ending is somewhat predictable and underdeveloped. There is potential in the ending for something moving and meaningful, but it doesn't quite happen for me. In part, the ending doesn't work for me because in this type of book, a mystery thriller that falls squarely within the limits of the genre, I expect all my mysteries solved at the end. There is one mystery in this book, though, that remains unsolved. Marion Briem, the protagonist's mentor, plays an important role in the novel. Briem provides Erlendur, the protagonist, with crucial information and occasionally points him in the next direction the investigation should take. This in and of itself is not a big deal. It's a common enough element of a mystery novel. But Marion Briem is a combination of an ungendered family name (unlike most other Icelandic names, such as Elendur Sveinnsson (Elendur, son of Sveinn) and an ambiguously gendered given name (Marion?). Gendered pronouns are carefully avoided in every discussion of Marion Briem and even physical descriptions are carefully devoid of specifically gendered information. For instance, Marion has "small, slight hands" and "a large head on what was in other respects a delicately built body" (119). And "to work with, Marion Briem was an intolerably pedantic, stringent and insufferable old bastard" (121). But this use of bastard is the only even remotely gendered reference to Marion and this is little proof when, later in the novel, Erlendur's colleague, who does not know Marion, says, "Wait a minute. Who is this Marion? What kind of name is that anyway? Is it a man or a woman?" Erlendur's reply is unnecessarily cryptic: "I sometimes wonder myself." What? This is never resolved. Clearly, there are more books following this first novel that feature Erlendur, but this kind of thing irks me. Take a minor character, create a seemingly meaningless mystery, and then never resolve it. In some ways, this feels like a cheap ploy to get the reader to buy the next book. I do, however, like the detective protagonist, Erlendur. He is not brilliant, not inclined to great bursts of insight or intuitive leaps, instead relying on following the evidence and talking to people to crack the case. He is a loner, but he is slowly building a relationship with his grown daughter and attempting to deal with and help her deal with her drug addiction. He is a bit jaded and smokes too much, but he is not cynical or without hope. In the middle of the book, he expresses his doubt and frustration to his daughter, saying, "I don't know what I want to do. Maybe the best thing is to do nothing. Maybe it's best to let life run its course. Forget the whole business. Start doing something sensible. Why should I want to get involved in all this? All this filth. . . . You think it won't affect you. You reckon you're strong enough to withstand that sort of thing. You think you can put on armour against it over the years and can watch all the filth from a distance as if it's none of your business, and try to keep your senses. But there isn't any distance. And there's no armour. No-one's strong enough. The repulsion haunts you like an evil spirit that burrows into your mind and doesn't leave you in peace until you believe that the filth is life itself because you've forgotten how ordinary people live. This case is like that. Like an evil spirit that's been unleashed to run riot in your mind and ends up leaving you crippled" (187-88).Despite this doubt, he continues, because, really, what choice does he have? As one character asks at the end of the book, "Who are you if you're not yourself?" Who would Erlendur be if he were not himself, if he did not do this? To give up would be to no longer be himself. His continuation in the face of repulsion and filth reflects on the strength of his character. Erlendur would never say outright that what he does is valuable, that protecting those who need protecting, those who cannot protect themselves, is a noble thing. That would be too sentimental and self-congratulatory of him. Instead, he matter-of-factly goes about doing it. No thanks. No rest. Just what needs to be done. He has a kind of stoic strength that gains in value because it is framed by his doubt, by his uncertainty both within his job and his personal relationships, by his attempts to grow as a human being and to learn to live with his daughter and her problems. Ultimately, this is a good book and I would like to read Indriđason's other novels, but Jar City is outdone by Henning Mankell's books in the same mode. If you feel like a good Scandinavian mystery, I recommend one of Mankell's Kurt Wallander mysteries. Wallander and Erlendur are similar types and the landscape and its impact on the tone and narrative is much the same in Sweden (where Mankell's novels are chiefly set) and Iceland, but Mankell's novels are better developed and more intense than Jar City is.

  • Islam Salem
    2019-03-04 13:36

    الرواية بتحكي عن العثور على جثة راجل عجوز في منزله و محطوط على جثته ورقة مكتوب فيها " أنا هو " و صورة ابيض و اسود لشاهد قبر بتاع طفلة صغيرة و بيبدأ المحقق الآيسلندي الشهير أورالندو التحقيق في القضية . دي أول تجربة ليا في الأدب البوليسي الإسكندنافي و بجد ما كنتش أعرف إن الناس دي بتكتب بوليسي حلو كده، و اللي عجبني أكتر هو قوة الخط الإنساني في الرواية و هو ده اللي خلاني أديها خمس نجوم و ده طبعاً غير الحبكة البوليسية الرائعة و الأسلوب الجميل و السهل للكاتب العبقري إرنالدور بجد رواية تحفة و أنصح بيها بشدة .

  • Lee
    2019-03-05 09:25

    This is a very enjoyable piece of Icelandic crime. We are introduced to Erlendur, a cop who has his own idiosyncrasies and his own way of working a crime scene. I found myself being drawn to his character as the book progressed, he is a man who I feel is quite complex even though he may not appear so. Erlendur has a drug addicted and pregnant daughter and it kills him to see her live her life this way, he is like any parent in this situation, tormented but lets her stay with him when she wants.He is involved in the murder of an old man in his home and this begins quite an extraordinary story that is fast paced, full of intrigue and a great plot. Really good book, I will definitely read more from this author.

  • Sarita
    2019-03-01 09:11

    اللقاء الرابع مع أرنالدور أندريداسون بعد كلا منsilence of the grave أفضل ما قرأت له حتى الأنصقيع الموت أول عمل أقرائه له وكان على قدر عالى من الجودةجثة فى الفندق التى لم تعجبنى كثيراً وكانت أخر ما قرأت له قبل هذا العملوأخيراً هذه الرواية مخزن الأعضاء البشرية وبعد كل هذه اللقاءات أكاد أجزم أن أندريداسون أمينة زرق أيسلندافعلى الرغم من كآبة هذا العمل إلا أنه أكد أن كل أنسان يرغب فى الأحتفاظ بكامل جثمانه بعد الموت ولا يريد أن يتبرع بأى جزء منه حتى لو كان لأغراض علمية أم من العيوب الرئيسية فى أعمال أندريداسون شخصية إيفا ليند فمن لم يقرأ الأجزاء بالترتيب مثلى ستكون هذه الشخصية بالنسبة له مجرد تحصيل حاصل على الرغم من أن الكاتب كان يمتلك فرصة للتجديد من خلال شخصية الأبن الذى لم يحسن أستغلالهافى النهاية هذا اللقاء كان أفضل من سابقه بكثيرملحوظة -الترجمة جيدة لكن كان من الأفضل أن يضع المترجم ما يريد إضافته من معلومات فى هوامش بدلاً من وضعها بين الأقواس مما يشتت القارئ19/6/2016

  • Chrissa Vasileiou
    2019-03-05 11:32

    3,5/5 αστεράκια.Ο Arnaldur Idridason θεωρείται ένας από τους σημαντικότερους Σκανδιναβούς συγγραφείς και ο διασημότερος της πατρίδας του. Πράγματι, αν κάποιος επιλέξει κάποιο βιβλίο του θα δει ολόκληρη την Ισλανδία, τις παραδόσεις, τις απόψεις, τις συνήθειες και το πνεύμα των κατοίκων της αποτυπωμένα στις σελίδες του. Η "Φορμόλη" είναι η τρίτη χρονολογικά περιπέτεια του επιθεωρητή Έτλεντουρ. Μεσόκοπος, με μια διαλυμένη οικογένεια, προσωπικά προβλήματα με τα παιδιά του και με ένα πνεύμα που δεν έχει ξεχάσει την έννοια του καθήκοντος ενός αστυνομικού αλλά ταυτόχρονα ώρες ώρες μοιάζει παραιτημένο, ο ιδιαίτερος αυτός επιθεωρητής καλείται να εξιχνιάσει μυστηριώδεις υποθέσεις. Στο συγκεκριμένο βιβλίο, τη δολοφονία ενός ηλικιωμένου, που αποδεικνύεται πως στα νιάτα του ήταν βιαστής. Η ταυτότητα του δολοφόνου, αλλά και το γενικότερο μυστήριο που καλύπτει τις αποτρόπαιες πράξεις του παρελθόντος του και τις συνέπειες που είχαν αυτές στα θύματά του, ξεδιπλώνεται στις σελίδες του βιβλίου με τρόπο πολύ ενδιαφέροντα. Οι περιγραφές είναι έντονα συναισθηματικές και μπορεί έως και να σοκάρουν, όμως αποδίδονται με τον μέγιστο σεβασμό και την ανάλογη προσοχή προς τα θύματα ενός άρρωστου μυαλού, του μυαλού ενός βιαστή.Γενικότερα το κλίμα του βιβλίου ταιριάζει με αυτό της χώρας και των κατοίκων της. Η γραφή είναι λιτή, στιβαρή, περιεκτική χωρίς πολλές σάλτσες. Οι χαρακτήρες είναι εσωστρεφείς, κλεισμένοι στους εαυτούς τους και στον προσωπικό τους μικρόκοσμο, πολλές φορές φαντάζουν κουρασμένοι από την καθημερινότητα που έχουν να αντιμετωπίσουν, χωρίς διαθέσεις για πολλά πολλά. Να σημειωθεί βέβαια πως μιλάμε για μια χώρα όπου επικρατεί ο χειμώνας, το χιόνι, η μουντίλα, το σκοτάδι. Για μια χώρα που καλύπτεται από ηφαιστειακή τέφρα σε μεγάλο μέρος της, αραιοκατοικημένη, με το μεγαλύτερο ποσοστό των κατοίκων της συγκεντρωμένο στην πρωτεύουσα Ρέικιαβικ. Επόμενο είναι λοιπόν αυτός ο πληθυσμός να καλείται να συνυπάρχει, μην έχοντας και πολλές εναλλακτικές επιλογές, και με την προσωπικότητά του να είναι συνυφασμένη με το περιβάλλον. Ο Idridason πραγματικά αποδίδει την πραγματικότητα της χώρας του 100% - και μπορεί αυτή να διαφέρει από τη δική μας ή ακόμα κι από όσες έχουμε συνηθίσει να διαβάζουμε, παραμένει όμως εξίσου ενδιαφέρουσα. Η πλοκή και οι εξελίξεις επίσης είναι κάτι παραπάνω από ικανές να διατηρήσουν το αναγνωστικό ενδιαφέρον από την πρώτη έως και την τελευταία σελίδα.

  • Connie
    2019-03-11 09:23

    Icelandic Inspector Erlendur is leading the team investigating the murder of Holberg, an old man. Nothing has been stolen in his flat, but the detectives found a mysterious note and a photo of a child's grave. The photo leads Erlendur to some unconvicted crimes by Holberg years ago. Was Holberg murdered by one of his victims?The autumn weather during the investigation is chilly, gray, and rainy, an atmosphere that seems right for investigating the events that led up to the burial of the child. The name of the book, Jar City, refers to a room at the medical center where removed organs are kept in jars of formalin for teaching purposes.Erlendur is a complicated man who feels guilt over abandoning his children when he and his wife separated. His adult daughter recently moved in with him, and he is making a strong effort to be a father now and help her with her serious problems. Erlendur has true empathy for the people whose lives have been torn apart by crimes. But the job takes a toll on him, and Erlendur says, "You think it won't affect you. You reckon you're strong enough to withstand that sort of thing. You think you can put on armour against it over the years and can watch all the filth from a distance as if it's none of your business, and try to keep your senses. But there isn't any distance. And there's no armour. No-one's strong enough. The repulsion haunts you like an evil spirit that burrows into your mind and doen't leave you in peace until you believe that the filth is life itself because you've forgotten how ordinary people live."This book was more than just a murder mystery. The bits about Islandic culture that were woven into the story added to my interest. Erhendur, with his virtues and his flaws, is a character that will make me pick up another book in this series.

  • Kyriakos Sorokkou
    2019-03-06 06:14

    Από την ζεστή και εξωτική Αβάνα, στην παγωμένη και μουντή Ισλανδία.Δεν είμαι και μεγάλος φαν των αστυνομικών, αλλά όταν τύχει και βρεθεί κανένα στα χέρια μου το διαβάζω. Αυτό το πήρα όχι για μ' άρεσε ο τίτλος, ή η υπόθεση, ή ξέρω τον συγγραφέα, αλλά γιατί πέρσι (και το συνεχίζω ακόμη) ξεκίνησα να διαβάζω βιβλία απ' όλον τον κόσμο.Από Ισλανδία ήθελα να διαβάσω τον νομπελίστα Halldór Laxness αλλά βρήκα σε τιμή προσφοράς τη Φορμόλη του Arnaldur Indriðason, το οποίο έτυχε να είναι αστυνομικό βιβλίο.Ένυγουεη... στο με σχεδόν μηδαμινή εγκληματικότητα Ρέικιαβικ γίνεται ένας φόνος πολύ ασυνήθιστος για τα δεδομένα της πόλης και πολύ (προ)μελετημένος από πρώτη ματιά.Ο Ισλανδός επιθεωρητής Έρλενδουρ καλείται να εξιχνιάσει το φόνο. Με την σταδιακή εξιχνίαση όμως του φόνου μπαίνουν σιγά- σιγά κομμάτια του παζλ στη θέση τους, ενός παζλ που έχει να κάνει με την ταυτότητα του δολοφονημένου, την ταυτότητα του δολοφόνου, και τα παρελθόντα τους. Πολύ νουάρ, πολλή και η βροχή, το κρύο, και η απουσία του ήλιου.Αυτό το βιβλίο δεν είναι μόνο ένα αστυνομικό θρίλερ, αλλά και μια κοινωνική κριτικής της σύγχρονης Ισλανδίας. Έχει γίνει και ταινία στα (Ισλανδικά) και δεν την βρήκα πουθενά να την δω, μόνο το τρέιλερ .Συνολικά σαν βιβλίο μου άρεσε και του βάζω 4. Τώρα αν θα ξαναδιαβάσω αυτόν τον συγγραφέα θα δείξει. Ίσως όταν ξαναμπώ σε crime- mood.

  • Joyce Lagow
    2019-03-03 06:11

    Set in Reykjavik, Iceland, this debut novel police procedural features Inspector Erlandur who is practically a copy of Henning Mankell s Inspector Kurt Wallander. Both are divorced, both have trouble with their ex-wives, and both have terrible relationships with their daughters (although Wallander s improves over the series). [return][return]The plot centers around the murder of an old man. The investigation slowly uncovers the fact that the origins of the murder go back decades to other crimes.[return][return]That s it. The plot is not bad, but it s not outstanding either. The writing is maybe two steps above mediocre again, nothing to write home about. To me, the characters never get off the ground as real people. Mankell does it better.[return][return]Really, the only thing this book has going for it is the exotic location. Reykjavik is not your normal city in the temperate zone, and what we learn of Iceland is interesting. Other than that, I think the book is forgettable.[return][return]Good for when you have nothing else to read.

  • Sue
    2019-03-14 07:31

    A very serviceable mystery set in Iceland (my first in that setting) and therefore featuring laconic detectives, much darkness (literal and figurative), and a seemingly huge cast of borderline depressive characters. Some of this depression may be laid at the feet of circumstance, some a part of the specific mysteries at the core of the story. While I did ultimately like the mystery and its resolution, the telling was so much more stark than what I'm used to that it detracted from the overall experience for me. The core story involves the murder of an elderly man with no apparent motive. Once the lead detective begins to pry away layers of the man's past, he finds things that impact many others' lives in this small country. Ultimately this is a story that possibly could only happen in Iceland.As for my complaints, they are really stylistic and I am now very curious to read more Scandinavian mysteries to see how they rate for me.3.5

  • Eric_W
    2019-02-23 06:19

    Bleak landscape, bleak characters, bleak story. Icelandic murders are simple ones usually insists Inspector Erlendur. This one is certainly not. An elderly man, Holberg, is found dead in his apartment with a strange note left on the body. The case then leads in a variety of directions: to a young child, the product of a rape, who had apparently died of a brain tumor; the suicide of her mother; the disappearance at sea of Holberg’s friend; additional rapes; a terminally ill cop unsympathetic cop who ignored the rape; and the search for a bride who ran away after her wedding, because, we learn, she had been abused by her father who then groped her in her wedding dress. Not to mention Erlendur’s daughter, a drug addict trying to break the habit and who is pregnant. And Erlendur is afraid to go to the doctor for his chest pains.Not to mention it rains all the time. But a well-written, good story.

  • Nancy Oakes
    2019-03-09 13:31

    Set in Reykjavik, Iceland, an elderly man is discovered to have been murdered in his apartment. Inspector Erlendur Sveinsson of the police and his crew find only a picture of a grave hidden behind a drawer in a desk and a note that says "I am him" on the victim as evidence, and as they continue to dig, they discover that their victim had been accused years earlier of sexual assault, although never convicted. Erlendur must now reopen the original case, which leads to the uncovering of secrets that some felt were better left buried forever.I love Scandanavian mystery novels, and this one is no exception. I can definitely recommend this one. Indridason is a fine author who sets a serious tone immediately which never lets up. The characters are lifelike and believable, and the mystery continues to build until the very end. I'll definitely be reading more of this author's work.

  • Dr. Sulaiman
    2019-03-18 13:32

    روايةمميزة جدا،يستخدم فيها الكاتب تقنية فريدة تضيف الكثير إلى الأدب البوليسي المترجم إلى العربية أو المكتوب بها،حيث إن الكاتب ينطلق من جريمة قتل إلى العديد والعديد من التفاصيل الصغيرة والمنعطفات الهامة، وهذا وصولا إلىجرائم أخرى ارتكبها أكثر من مجرم،مع تسليط الضوء على الجوانب الإنسانية والعواطف البشرية التي تبرز من خلال مسارات الرواية وأحداثها، وإن كان لابد من وصف مختصر لهذه الرواية فهي من قبيل السهل الممتنع.

  • Mark
    2019-03-03 13:11

    Yeah, it had a very similar feel to other Nordic thrillers. But, damn. That last 20%! You pretty well knew where the plot was going, but it was the characterization that left you balled in knots til the very end. Suspense barely covers it. Heart-attack-inducing might be more appropriate.

  • Stephen Collins
    2019-02-23 11:18

    This is like lot of forien crime books such as NESBØ the first to be Tr into English. It introduce us to rare delicious that bet not meny people will want to eat.Boiled sheep's head the whole head including the eyes.Ughh. A dark crime that also has been made into a movie with also included him eating the head.So if the description wasn't bad enough you get see it too

  • Mark
    2019-02-25 10:17

    This is an intriguing novel, atmospherically and in its inexplicable ability to sustain the reader's interest -- despite the fact that practically everyone in it is strange, idiopathic, stilted or weird of articulation, practically autistically disconnected from reality, and committed to viewing everything generically and without depth or dimension, as though through the filter of a bad fifties cop drama. Dragnet, possibly, though without the cheeriness and empathy of Joe Friday.Erlendur, the protagonist, is a weary, bleak, generally enervated and ineffectual police inspector wIth the emotional IQ of a dysfunctional gibbon, who always, always says and does the wrong thing in any situation in which ordinary human sensitivity is demanded. He's not remotely stupid, and he solves a complex case that calls into question issues ranging from misogynistic practices in the treatment of rape cases to the questionable ethics of the virtual "jar cities" of genetic databases, but in so doing, he ignores the obvious, passively abuses practically everyone around him with an aggressive indifference, fails to prioritize his daughter's life or his own health -- or anything that matters, really -- over the dreary details of a disproportionately comprehensive investigation, and ends by precipitating the suicide of the hapless and essentially innocent perpetrator of the original crime. And yet the story somehow gains ever more traction, and Erlendur ever greater approximation of minimal human warmth, as matters progress from parental neglect to abuse of witnesses to desecration of a child's grave to the perfectly foreseeable fatal ineffectuality of Erlendur's final attempt to avert Einar's suicide. In the dénouement, Erlendur sits with the drug-addicted, pregnant daughter he'd earlier left to the streets, eating the meat stew she's prepared and inexplicably sensitively suggesting that she name her daughter after the lost child who's the central victim of the whole drama.Throughout, all the characters remark on how Icelandic everything is. Can you imagine saying not, "this is a typically clumsy murder," but "this is a typically clumsy, American murder?" Or it's just so American, the rainy weather today? Or I'd better take an American drive to the American supermarket? Is it a bad translation, or does the author think that everyone in Iceland is just unremittingly conscious of how Icelandic he or she is, and feels called upon constantly to remark on it? This sort of awkward, completely supererogatory, once-distanced observation goes on constantly, is committed by everybody, and gives rise to the sense that all the characters really do think they are cardboard cutouts in a minimalist screenplay by Lars Von Trier.And yet somehow it works, and it's even emotionally and intellectually satisfying. There's just no accounting for some Nordic novels.

  • Fatema Hassan , bahrain
    2019-03-05 07:34

    قراءة ثانية فنية و ممتعة للكاتب الآيسلندي إرنالدور اندريداسون هذه ليست رواية بل قِدر ساحرات ؛ فكل شيء ممكن أن يباغتك من داخل القدر فمحتوياته غامضة ومجنونة، ومهما توقعت ممزوجها تبقى كومة توقعاتك تعلو و تعلو دون جدوى، من المعقول أكثر خروج أرنب الساحر منها أكثر من خروجه من قبعة الساحر، وكم وددت لو بمقدوري نتف فرو أرنب متباهٍ كهذا بعدما خانتني توقعاتي بسببه .الجريمة هذه البؤرة الضيقة التي يصل لها الإنسان بعد تراكمات سلبية وعنيفة هزت عالمه آملاً أن تنغلق في أعقابه بؤرته المخزية فلا تترك أثر! بخروجه منها سندخل نحن، نبتدأ من نهايته و نختلس النظر لعالمه رويدًا رويدًا لنعي مسببات ارتكابه الجريمة، تدور عوالمنا حول بعضها البعض، الرواية تطرقت لأكثر من شخصية تعاملت بشكل مباشر مع هذه النوعية من الألم، ألم أحدهم باتخاذ القرار بارتكاب جريمة ما، ألم المنوط بهم الكشف عن تفاصيل جريمة تهز الإنسانية في داخلهم من جديد، ألم القناعة ببراءة أحدهم رغم ارتكابه جريمة ما، ألم إقناع الضحية بأنها ضحية، ألم تبديد آلام من عايش جريمة يوم ما في حياته، من يشفي البشرية من هذه الآلام ! رواية بوليسية تتمكن من لمس الروح.لفت نظري في الرواية :فريق الطب الشرعي الضابط إرلندور والضابط سيغوردور و مساعدتهم ايلينبورغ كمحققين هم نماذج مستهلكة ربما شاهدتهم في الكثير من الأفلام و المسلسلات والوثائقيات الجنائية من حيث تركيب شخصياتهم، تصدّر إرلندور الفريق بذكائه وانفراده بالقرارت و حدسه الشغّال و بصيرته الصائبة دون تبرير وكذلك نقاط ضعف سيغور دور جبنه وقنوعه بمرتبة اليد اليمنى للضابط الأول وعجزه عن اتخاذ قرارت منفرده و توتره و كذلك الانبهار في شخصية ايلينبورغ تجاه ذكاء إرلندور و تواجدها في مود" إنت معلم " دائمًا ..كل هذا بدا لي توليفة مكررة و ثلاثي مناسب للاستنساخ الأدبي، كذلك حياة إرلندور الشخصية غارقة في الاستنساخ فهو يحصر النجاح الوظيفي بعيدًا عن النجاح الأسري، وعدم تفهم المرأة لطبيعة عمل زوجها الجنائي أو تفوق كفة اهتمام الزوج بعمله على حساب اهتمامه بأسرته .. كل هذا يبدو لي مألوفًا ولا دور رئيسي لتصور الكاتب وابتكاره فيه، كذلك انطلاقه في بداية الرواية من اكتشاف جريمة في شقة قبو في أخد المباني مرافقًا لاختفاء عروس من حفلة زفافها جاءت مقدمة مشتتة قليلاً للقارئ لإن الضوء الملقى على القضيتين حتى كشف حيثياتهما غير متساوٍ، كل ما ذكرت لم يقلل من استمتاعي بالقراءة بل جعلني أشعر أن الرواية كانت تستحق تفاصيل أفضل لأن براجم أحداث الرواية قوية وقادرة على سحق القارئ واستخراج اعجابه :)السرد سريع و قدرة الكاتب على شد القارئ غير مشكوك فيها، بمقدوره جعلك تتصور موقع الجريمة وكل المواقع التي ستخدم بزيارتها التحقيق في القضية و تتفاعل مع روح الجريمة و تشعر بآلام الشخصيات و تشعر بحدة الخطاب و ذكاءه للكشف عن ملابسات القضية.

  • Sarah ~
    2019-02-17 13:12

    الرواية الثالثة التي أقرأؤها لـ الكاتب الايسلندي .. أرنالدور أندريداسون .وكالعادة كانت مميزة جدا ..وإن اختلفت عن باقي رواياته ..فـ في هذه الرواية تركيز كبير على العلوم الجنائية والأمراض الوراثية وإسهاب بمعلومات أصبح الكثيرون يعرفونها الآن ..والفضل يعود لمسلسلات الـ CSI.. ربما لأنها أول رواية من السلسلة التي بطلها المحقق الندور ..وأراد أن يفهم القراء الرواية بشكل جديد ..وخاصة أؤلئك الذينً لمْ يدرسوا العلوم ولا يعرفون الكثير حول الطب أو الإحيا..Jar Cityهو اسم الرواية ومعناه ..مدينة المرطبانات ..وهو مختبر علوم وأبحاث احتفظ فيه العلماء الآيسلنديون بـ كثير من الأعضاء البشرية والأنسجة الإحيائية بغية دراستها..وتم اغلاقه حالياً ..ولكن وجودها أو ما تبقى مننها ..هو ما ساعد على حل القضية التي تناقش الرواية الكثير من المشاكل والقضايا المجتمعية التي لا تقتصر على ايسلندا بل تشمل العالم كله.مثل قضايا الإغتصاب وتردد النساء حول الإبلاغ عنها ..واذا تم الإبلاغ عنها.. تعامل الشرطة معها..وأيضاُ قضايا أخلاقية مثل انتزاع أعضاء من الموتى بدون موافقتهم المسبقة أو موافقة أقربائهم ..أو اجازة الدول لصناديق المورثات الوطنية ..حيث تحفظ المعلومات الوراثية للأشخاص..وتشكل قاعدة بيانات وطنية..الرواية جيدة وأحداثها سريعة ..وصادمة أحيانا ..تحمل الكثير من الأفكار الغير مسبوقة ..ألرواية ستعجب كل من يهتم بعلم الجرائم ..ويحب الروايا ت البوليسية ..

  • Thomas
    2019-03-01 10:23

    This book is an interesting study of old crimes that generate new crimes through genealogy. Reykjavik Police Inspector Erlendur is called to the scene of a murder of an old man, Holberg. He discovers that the man was accused of rape back in 1962 and that there was a child.Erlendur follows the investigation while at the same time dealing with his drug addict daughter. She tells him that she is pregnant and is trying to give up drugs. He is divorced from his wife and tries to help her on his own.I enjoyed reading this book and give it 4 out of 5 stars. The translation was very good.