Photo of Reykjavík by Kirstín Sig used under a Creative Commons license.
Arnaldur Indridason, Jar City (Picador, 2006).
There aren’t many murders in Reykjavik, but this novel starts with a new case for inspector Erlandur, the death of an elderly man, apparently killed by an intruder in his basement apartment. I hesitate to say much more, for fear of spoiling the plot — read the reviews linked below if you’ll take that risk — but it was terrific, and I look forward to reading more from Indridason.
Google BookSearch has a preview. Jane Jakeman (The Independent) sees elements of the sagas. Kara Kellar Bell says you learn quite a few things about Iceland reading it. But Sharon Wheeler didn’t see much of Reykjavik in it. On the other hand, Cela says Reykjavik is directly or indirectly present in almost every chapter. Becky read it before a trip to Iceland. Wendy R. loved that it rained constantly. Ali Karim said it made him cry. Jandy calls it well crafted. Steve Himmer thought the plotting and prose too conspicuous. Theodore Feit thinks Indridason is on a par with the best mystery authors. Joy wasn’t totally impressed. Alan Neale has some favorite quotes. Dove Grey Reader has spoilers. Laura Schut says Indridason has an amazing way of fitting pieces of a mystery together. DEY says much of the charm is the setting. This Iceland Review article about thrillers focuses on Indridason. Scandanavian Review interviewed Indridason. So did Doug Johnstone, for Times Online. There’s a movie adapation, and Wendy Ide (The Independent) reviewed it (via Maxine). Finally, Michael Lewis’s article on Iceland in Vanity Fair was terrific, if barely related to the novel.