""Death," observes DeKok, "is entitled to our respect. Especially when it manifests itself in a violent manner." The phenomenon of sudden death has long intrigued Inspector DeKok. From the moment he confronted his first corpse, at the beginning of a very long career, he knew it was never going to get any easier. The numbness will never set in, even after solving many mysteries, brining to light many dark dealings and unraveling many a puzzle. For DeKok, death will always remain an enigma." Inspector DeKok finds himself in the midst of outwardly disparate motives and personalities surrounding the deaths of two ex-junkies and their former-prostitute landlady. However, there is one connection in the madness, music threads its way among and around the list of suspects and victims. But finding the trail leading to this melodious murderer is as long as a symphonic masterpiece.
ALBERT CORNELIS BAANTJER is the most widely read author in the Netherlands and has written more than fifty "De Kok" titles. He has also written other fiction and nonfiction and wrote a daily column in a Dutch newspaper. He was an inspector with the Amsterdam Police for thirty-eight years. Baantjer lived in Medemblik, Netherlands.
What is it that makes the DeKok, Maigret, Nero Wolfe, Morse, Carella and others so sympathetic? I think it's a nostalgia for a past -- perhaps a past that never existed, except in our minds. Nevertheless, it's real and very appealing. DeKok work out of the old Warmoes police station with the traditional nice chairs for the public, a watch commander who's approachable behind a nice wooden desk as opposed to the new police stations where the police are ensconced behind bullet-proof plastic and you have to speak through holes drilled in the plastic and rarely is there a place to sit. DeKok knows everyone in his district and is known by everyone else. He loves their idiosyncratic behaviors, revels in them perhaps. Maigret is similar even if his methods seem to be plodding , punctuated by moments of clarity and insight.
Called to the scene of a strangulation of a known heroin addict, Inspector DeKok and Vledder, his assistant, find something odd: a mostly used pad of graph paper, but no evidence of any work requiring graphs. They consider it an isolated case until they are called to one of the canals where another strangulation has occurred. Both victims appeared to have kicked the habit. There follows the murder of an old friend, the landlady of the two murdered ex-addicts.
Apparently, Baantjer was a detective inspector with the Amsterdam police which provides considerable credibility. He’s written dozens of DeKok stories and one wonders where he finds the time, but also that many more will be translated. Three stars rather than my usual four as I don’t this this is one of his better stories.
DeKok doesn't have the panache of Poirot, nor the depth of Maigret, but he has something those two don't have: he is from the Netherlands. For that alone it is worth reading a few in this series. It is a harmless enough endeavor--no gruesome forensics or anything too grisly. This is a calming little mystery series revealing some fascinating characteristics of a populous country with a remarkably little violent crime. A treat.
"DeKok, with Kay-Oh-Kay". Baantjer in het Engels, want waarom ook niet. Geinig niemandalletje, weer eens wat anders. Drie sterren voor het verhaal, maar vijf sterren voor het audioboek.
In dit deel van de bekende Baantjer-serie levert De Cock weer een klassieke Amsterdamse speurtocht af, compleet met intriges en onverwachte wendingen. Het verhaal leest vlot en de sfeer van de stad is herkenbaar en prettig, maar de plot is wat voorspelbaar en mist de spanning die nodig is om echt te boeien. De personages, hoewel vertrouwd, blijven grotendeels oppervlakkig en bieden weinig nieuws. Voor trouwe fans van de reeks is het een degelijke en vermakelijke detective, maar het weet niet boven het gemiddelde Baantjer-niveau uit te stijgen.
We beginnen met twee moorden. Hebben deze twee moorden met elkaar iets te make? er komen nog veel personages in het verhaal voor. Mensen uit de muziekwereld en het milieu. Vledder moet zelfs naar Antwerpen omdat daar iemand is aangehouden die iets te maken heeft met de feiten in Amsterdam. Spannend en een verrassend einde.
3.5 The case itself is quite intriguing, certainly worthy of him changing things up and reaching beyond his own files, Yet overall this one somehow lacks verve, and I don't think it's due entirely to being a weaker translation. Pleasant enough, and a bit different, just not one of his best.
Een mooi boek dat je het liefst in één ruk uit leest. Een redelijk spannende detective met een heel verrassende plottwist. Tot aan het einde is het een raadsel wie daadwerkelijk de 'pensionmoorden' heeft gepleegd.