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Inspector Erlendur #6
لغز البحيرة المتناقصة
Inspector Erlendur returns in this international Bestseller
Following an earthquake, the water level of an Icelandic lake suddenly falls, revealing a skeleton. Inspector Erlendur's investigation takes him back to the Cold War era, when bright, left-wing students in Iceland were sent to study in the "heavenly state" of Communist East Germany. Teeming with spies and informants, though, their "heavenly state" becomes a nightmare of betrayal and murder. Brilliantly weaving international espionage and a chilling cold case investigation, The Draining Lake is Arnaldur Indridason at his best.
Following an earthquake, the water level of an Icelandic lake suddenly falls, revealing a skeleton. Inspector Erlendur's investigation takes him back to the Cold War era, when bright, left-wing students in Iceland were sent to study in the "heavenly state" of Communist East Germany. Teeming with spies and informants, though, their "heavenly state" becomes a nightmare of betrayal and murder. Brilliantly weaving international espionage and a chilling cold case investigation, The Draining Lake is Arnaldur Indridason at his best.
398 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 2004
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Arnaldur Indriðason
53 books3,293 followersArnaldur Indriðason has the rare distinction of having won the Nordic Crime Novel Prize two years running. He is also the winner of the highly respected and world famous CWA Gold Dagger Award for the top crime novel of the year in the English language, Silence of the Grave.
Arnaldur’s novels have sold over 14 million copies worldwide, in 40 languages, and have won numerous well-respected prizes and received rave reviews all over the world.
Arnaldur’s novels have sold over 14 million copies worldwide, in 40 languages, and have won numerous well-respected prizes and received rave reviews all over the world.
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October 21, 2017
Another murder mystery from the northlands – Iceland this time. A skeleton is revealed when a lake is naturally drained due to an earthquake. The skeleton had been weighted down by Russian radio equipment. Who can it be? Our three Icelandic detectives start investigating people who disappeared around the time of the Cold War. It turns out that several Communist-leaning Icelandic students went to study in East Germany at that time, one of whom disappeared. So quite a bit of the story takes us back to what it was like to be as student at Leipzig in the 1950’s.
Another possible victim is a salesman who went missing – his ex-fiancé is still around and still kind of hoping he might still show up fifty years later.
We also follow snippets of the personal lives of the team of three detectives, two men and a woman. One is haunted by a brother lost in the snow as a boy and deals with a drug-addicted daughter.
The book, translated from the Icelandic is part of a series, of which I also read and liked, The Silence of the Grave. If you’ve read this far I’ll tell you that I actually rate this story as a 4 – it’s a pretty good detective read. But I’m giving it a 3 for the lack of inventiveness of the premise, which is identical to Silence of the Grave --- a skeleton is found from 50 year ago and the three detectives go back to find everyone missing at that time and come up with four missing people, etc. --- I mean, come on! That’s really pushing your formula too far.
photo from wallpaperswide.com/iceland
Another possible victim is a salesman who went missing – his ex-fiancé is still around and still kind of hoping he might still show up fifty years later.
We also follow snippets of the personal lives of the team of three detectives, two men and a woman. One is haunted by a brother lost in the snow as a boy and deals with a drug-addicted daughter.
The book, translated from the Icelandic is part of a series, of which I also read and liked, The Silence of the Grave. If you’ve read this far I’ll tell you that I actually rate this story as a 4 – it’s a pretty good detective read. But I’m giving it a 3 for the lack of inventiveness of the premise, which is identical to Silence of the Grave --- a skeleton is found from 50 year ago and the three detectives go back to find everyone missing at that time and come up with four missing people, etc. --- I mean, come on! That’s really pushing your formula too far.
photo from wallpaperswide.com/iceland
January 6, 2018
”’He went away, but all the same...he’ll never go away,’ she said with a sad smile playing across her lips.
‘I know,’ Erlendur said. ‘I know what you mean.’”
After an earthquake, a lake begins to disappear, revealing a skeleton with Cold War Russian technology wrapped around the neck to help it sink to the bottom of the lake bed and stay there. The pathologists determine that the skeleton is male and has been there since the 1960s. The Icelandic police department pulls all the missing person files from that era and begins interviewing the families of the missing.
I hadn’t really thought about the implications on the families of missing people when a body is found, even decades later. There is one family whose son left a suicide note and just disappeared off the face of the planet, so every time there is a body found, they are called upon for details, and this has been going on for several decades. He “killed” himself because a girl he liked started dating his best friend. Yes, unbelievably painful, and young people certainly feel the pain more deeply, and think their life will never be any different than it is right now. His parent’s are long passed the grieving stages, and now are very angry and hurt that he would do this this to himself and them. With such a rash act, he changed the track of their life, made the sweet memories of him bitter, and left them wondering for the rest of their lives if there was anything they could have done different to make their son want to live. They can’t help feeling cheated. Anger, guilt, regret, and sadness weigh them down like the gravity around them has changed density.
And every time a body is found that vaguely fits the time period of his disappearance, everything is dredged back up again. The parents of the missing boy are versions of Prometheus chained to the rock of their son’s suicide waiting for the police to peck out their livers every few years.
Inspector Erlendur has a special interest in missing people. When he was very young, his father and his younger brother and he were out in the wilds of Iceland and became separated. The younger brother was never found. Every few years Erlendur will take a tent and treks the mountains and moors of the area of the disappearance looking for any sign of his brother, bones or a piece of jacket or a shoe. Maybe Erlender has a part of him that still hopes that his brother will walk out of the mist of time and return to him. Without a body, there is no closure, and some people are haunted by irrational hope for the rest of their lives.
Erlander’s daughter Eva believes her father is her missing person. He was an indifferent father. A man who seeks solace in searching for missing people rather than in the comfort of a family. Lots of kids wish their parents were someone else, someone they want them to be, even parents who try to be good parents still aren’t who their kids want them to be. Eva acts out, takes drugs, hits a cop who was a friend of her father. She will do anything to get his attention. Erlander is not a terrible father. He is just not a great father.
The skeleton in the lake takes us back to the Cold War and to Leipzig in Eastern Germany, where many bright Icelandic students went to study and to become socialists. The novel switches in time between the 1960s and to Erlander’s investigation in the present day. It was interesting for me to learn this connection between Eastern Germany and Iceland. It doesn’t take long for some of the students to learn that socialism on paper and socialism in practice are two different things. ”I always felt that the socialism they practiced in East Germany was a kind of sequel to Nazism. This time they were under the Russian heel, of course, but I pretty quickly got the feeling that socialism in East Germany was essentially just another kind of Nazism.”
I’m always surprised at the depth of these mysteries by Arnaldur Indridason. The books are about much more than the case. Erlendur is a tortured soul, but he is comfortable with it. He wears his unhappiness, his discontent, like it is a second skin. ”He much preferred shorter days and pitch darkness to perpetual sunshine and the endless light it radiated. He did not know himself the reason for it. Did not know why he felt better in dark winters than during bright summers.” I adore sunshine. When the sun is out, it invades my most darkest thoughts and wiggles into my most deepest depressions, shining light and driving away the storm clouds of despair. Thoughts of such nature make Erlendur uncomfortable. He prefers to nurse his frustrations and his grievances. He went missing at the same time his brother did. He was found, but not completely found. It wouldn’t be right to come back without him.
I have many Erlendur novels left to read, but I was inspired to pull a novel of Iceland from the shelf by the incredible run in the UEFA Euro championships this year by the Icelandic team. I couldn’t help identifying with a bunch of kids who, when they weren’t working on the farm, kicked a football around. They are a small nation with only 331,872 residents by the latest Icelandic population clock reading. When they eliminated England’s team, one of the best financed in the world, they shocked the football world. There will be statues erected for these Vikings, each with a name ending in -son.
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‘I know,’ Erlendur said. ‘I know what you mean.’”
After an earthquake, a lake begins to disappear, revealing a skeleton with Cold War Russian technology wrapped around the neck to help it sink to the bottom of the lake bed and stay there. The pathologists determine that the skeleton is male and has been there since the 1960s. The Icelandic police department pulls all the missing person files from that era and begins interviewing the families of the missing.
I hadn’t really thought about the implications on the families of missing people when a body is found, even decades later. There is one family whose son left a suicide note and just disappeared off the face of the planet, so every time there is a body found, they are called upon for details, and this has been going on for several decades. He “killed” himself because a girl he liked started dating his best friend. Yes, unbelievably painful, and young people certainly feel the pain more deeply, and think their life will never be any different than it is right now. His parent’s are long passed the grieving stages, and now are very angry and hurt that he would do this this to himself and them. With such a rash act, he changed the track of their life, made the sweet memories of him bitter, and left them wondering for the rest of their lives if there was anything they could have done different to make their son want to live. They can’t help feeling cheated. Anger, guilt, regret, and sadness weigh them down like the gravity around them has changed density.
And every time a body is found that vaguely fits the time period of his disappearance, everything is dredged back up again. The parents of the missing boy are versions of Prometheus chained to the rock of their son’s suicide waiting for the police to peck out their livers every few years.
Inspector Erlendur has a special interest in missing people. When he was very young, his father and his younger brother and he were out in the wilds of Iceland and became separated. The younger brother was never found. Every few years Erlendur will take a tent and treks the mountains and moors of the area of the disappearance looking for any sign of his brother, bones or a piece of jacket or a shoe. Maybe Erlender has a part of him that still hopes that his brother will walk out of the mist of time and return to him. Without a body, there is no closure, and some people are haunted by irrational hope for the rest of their lives.
Erlander’s daughter Eva believes her father is her missing person. He was an indifferent father. A man who seeks solace in searching for missing people rather than in the comfort of a family. Lots of kids wish their parents were someone else, someone they want them to be, even parents who try to be good parents still aren’t who their kids want them to be. Eva acts out, takes drugs, hits a cop who was a friend of her father. She will do anything to get his attention. Erlander is not a terrible father. He is just not a great father.
The skeleton in the lake takes us back to the Cold War and to Leipzig in Eastern Germany, where many bright Icelandic students went to study and to become socialists. The novel switches in time between the 1960s and to Erlander’s investigation in the present day. It was interesting for me to learn this connection between Eastern Germany and Iceland. It doesn’t take long for some of the students to learn that socialism on paper and socialism in practice are two different things. ”I always felt that the socialism they practiced in East Germany was a kind of sequel to Nazism. This time they were under the Russian heel, of course, but I pretty quickly got the feeling that socialism in East Germany was essentially just another kind of Nazism.”
I’m always surprised at the depth of these mysteries by Arnaldur Indridason. The books are about much more than the case. Erlendur is a tortured soul, but he is comfortable with it. He wears his unhappiness, his discontent, like it is a second skin. ”He much preferred shorter days and pitch darkness to perpetual sunshine and the endless light it radiated. He did not know himself the reason for it. Did not know why he felt better in dark winters than during bright summers.” I adore sunshine. When the sun is out, it invades my most darkest thoughts and wiggles into my most deepest depressions, shining light and driving away the storm clouds of despair. Thoughts of such nature make Erlendur uncomfortable. He prefers to nurse his frustrations and his grievances. He went missing at the same time his brother did. He was found, but not completely found. It wouldn’t be right to come back without him.
I have many Erlendur novels left to read, but I was inspired to pull a novel of Iceland from the shelf by the incredible run in the UEFA Euro championships this year by the Icelandic team. I couldn’t help identifying with a bunch of kids who, when they weren’t working on the farm, kicked a football around. They are a small nation with only 331,872 residents by the latest Icelandic population clock reading. When they eliminated England’s team, one of the best financed in the world, they shocked the football world. There will be statues erected for these Vikings, each with a name ending in -son.
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January 21, 2022
Πρόκειται για μια από τις μεγαλύτερες εκπλήξεις του καλοκαιριού του 2017, και, κατά τη γνώμη μου, για ένα από τα σημαντικότερα κατασκοπικά θρίλερ/αστυνομικά μυθιστορήματα πολιτικού 'χαρακτήρα' (neopolar) των τελευταίων χρόνων (2004).
Ο Indridason χρησιμοποιεί τη δημοσιογραφική του ιδιότητα με έναν άκρως αποκαλυπτικό τρόπο για να μας μεταφέρει στην 'σκοτεινή' ατμόσφαιρα του Ψυχρού Πολέμου, στα τέλη της δεκαετίας του '50, ο οποίος συνεχίζει να στοιχειώνει όχι μόνο κάποιους από τους επιζώντες ήρωες του μυθιστορήματος, αλλά και την αποστραγγισμένη λίμνη Κλέιβαρβατν όπου 'κρύβεται' στο πυθμένα της ένας ανθρώπινος σκελετός, δεμένος με ένα παλιό ρώσικο ραδιοπομπό.
Αυτομάτως, ο συγγραφέας ταξιδεύει τους αναγνώστες στο παρελθόν μέσω μιας ιστορίας πολιτικού ιδεαλισμού και ματαιωμένων νεανικών ονείρων, η οποία απειλεί άμεσα το παρόν και το μέλλον των ηρώων του βιβλίου, ενώ προκαλεί σύγχυση και αμηχανία στον ντετέκτιβ Έρλεντουρ. Όλοι οι ήρωες του μυθιστορήματος έχουν έντονες αντιδράσεις στα γεγονότα, και ιδιαίτερα χαρακτηριστικά προσωπικότητας, στοιχεία που αποπροσανατολίζουν τον αναγνώστη από τη ταυτότητα του δολοφόνου, σχεδόν, μέχρι το τέλος. Σε αυτό το σημείο, οφείλω να τονίσω ότι ο Indridason αποδίδει φόρο τιμής στο Hakan Nesser, αφού εδώ γράφει σε παρόμοιο ύφος, και, κυρίως, ταυτόχρονα με τα γεγόνοτα του παρόντος και του παρελθόντος, αποκαλύπτει και τις κινήσεις, όσο καί τις σκέψεις του δολοφόνου, ανώνυμα.
Σε πολλούς αναγνώστες, η 'κλειστοφοβική' ατμόσφαιρα του μυθιστορήματος θα φέρει στο μυαλό τη ταινία 'Οι ζωές των άλλων' (2007), όπου καί εκεί οι ήρωες ήταν δέσμιοι των επιλογών τους, παλεύοντας με τα φαντάσματα μιας δήθεν 'προοδευτικής' ελευθερίας.
Ακόμα και αν ο συγγραφέας δημιουργεί την εντύπωση ότι οι Σκανδιναβικές χώρες μαζί με την Ισλανδία ταλαιπωρούνται από πιθανές ενοχές για την αμφιλεγόμενη ανάμειξή τους στο Β' Παγκόσμιο Πόλεμο, και στη 'συντήρηση' του Ψυχρού Πολέμου, δίνει και κάποιες ενδιαφέρουσες πληροφορίες: ότι δηλ. στην Ισλανδία, συνήθως, δεν γίνονται εγκλήματα από πραγματικό κίνητρο (προμελετημένα), εξετάζει τους πραγματικούς λόγους για την εξέγερση του 1953 στην Ουγγαρία εναντίον της Σοβιετικής κυριαρχίας, και επισημαίνει ότι στην Ισλανδία, τότε, η κατασκοπία δεν έβρισκε γόνιμο έδαφος για να αναπτυχθεί.
Σαν μοναδικό μειονέκτημα του βιβλίου θα μπορούσα να αναφέρω τα πολλά ονόματα των ηρώων, των γεγονότων και των πόλεων. Στην αρχή, σε κάποια σημεία, όπου υπάρχουν έντονοι διάλογοι κα γεγονότα, δεν 'φαίνεται' ξεκάθαρα το πρόσωπο που δρα, με αποτέλεσμα ο αναγνώστης να πρέπει να διαβάζει και τις προηγούμενες παραγράφους για να είναι σίγουρος. Ωστόσο, αυτό εμφανίζεται σε λίγα σημεία, προσδίδοντας έναν παραπάνω τόνο μυστηρίου στη πλοκή.
Από τα πιο συναρπαστικά αστυνομικά μυθιστορήματα των Εκδόσεων 'Μεταίχμιο'.
Βαθμολογία: 4.7/5 ή 9,4/10.
Υ.Γ.1: Το προτείνω ανεπιφύλακτα: Δεν θα θέλετε να το αφήσετε από τα χέρια σας!
Y.Γ.2: Tα 'φλάσμπακς' λειτουργούν ευεργετικά και 'κινηματογραφικά' στη ροή της πλοκής!
Ο Indridason χρησιμοποιεί τη δημοσιογραφική του ιδιότητα με έναν άκρως αποκαλυπτικό τρόπο για να μας μεταφέρει στην 'σκοτεινή' ατμόσφαιρα του Ψυχρού Πολέμου, στα τέλη της δεκαετίας του '50, ο οποίος συνεχίζει να στοιχειώνει όχι μόνο κάποιους από τους επιζώντες ήρωες του μυθιστορήματος, αλλά και την αποστραγγισμένη λίμνη Κλέιβαρβατν όπου 'κρύβεται' στο πυθμένα της ένας ανθρώπινος σκελετός, δεμένος με ένα παλιό ρώσικο ραδιοπομπό.
Αυτομάτως, ο συγγραφέας ταξιδεύει τους αναγνώστες στο παρελθόν μέσω μιας ιστορίας πολιτικού ιδεαλισμού και ματαιωμένων νεανικών ονείρων, η οποία απειλεί άμεσα το παρόν και το μέλλον των ηρώων του βιβλίου, ενώ προκαλεί σύγχυση και αμηχανία στον ντετέκτιβ Έρλεντουρ. Όλοι οι ήρωες του μυθιστορήματος έχουν έντονες αντιδράσεις στα γεγονότα, και ιδιαίτερα χαρακτηριστικά προσωπικότητας, στοιχεία που αποπροσανατολίζουν τον αναγνώστη από τη ταυτότητα του δολοφόνου, σχεδόν, μέχρι το τέλος. Σε αυτό το σημείο, οφείλω να τονίσω ότι ο Indridason αποδίδει φόρο τιμής στο Hakan Nesser, αφού εδώ γράφει σε παρόμοιο ύφος, και, κυρίως, ταυτόχρονα με τα γεγόνοτα του παρόντος και του παρελθόντος, αποκαλύπτει και τις κινήσεις, όσο καί τις σκέψεις του δολοφόνου, ανώνυμα.
Σε πολλούς αναγνώστες, η 'κλειστοφοβική' ατμόσφαιρα του μυθιστορήματος θα φέρει στο μυαλό τη ταινία 'Οι ζωές των άλλων' (2007), όπου καί εκεί οι ήρωες ήταν δέσμιοι των επιλογών τους, παλεύοντας με τα φαντάσματα μιας δήθεν 'προοδευτικής' ελευθερίας.
Ακόμα και αν ο συγγραφέας δημιουργεί την εντύπωση ότι οι Σκανδιναβικές χώρες μαζί με την Ισλανδία ταλαιπωρούνται από πιθανές ενοχές για την αμφιλεγόμενη ανάμειξή τους στο Β' Παγκόσμιο Πόλεμο, και στη 'συντήρηση' του Ψυχρού Πολέμου, δίνει και κάποιες ενδιαφέρουσες πληροφορίες: ότι δηλ. στην Ισλανδία, συνήθως, δεν γίνονται εγκλήματα από πραγματικό κίνητρο (προμελετημένα), εξετάζει τους πραγματικούς λόγους για την εξέγερση του 1953 στην Ουγγαρία εναντίον της Σοβιετικής κυριαρχίας, και επισημαίνει ότι στην Ισλανδία, τότε, η κατασκοπία δεν έβρισκε γόνιμο έδαφος για να αναπτυχθεί.
Σαν μοναδικό μειονέκτημα του βιβλίου θα μπορούσα να αναφέρω τα πολλά ονόματα των ηρώων, των γεγονότων και των πόλεων. Στην αρχή, σε κάποια σημεία, όπου υπάρχουν έντονοι διάλογοι κα γεγονότα, δεν 'φαίνεται' ξεκάθαρα το πρόσωπο που δρα, με αποτέλεσμα ο αναγνώστης να πρέπει να διαβάζει και τις προηγούμενες παραγράφους για να είναι σίγουρος. Ωστόσο, αυτό εμφανίζεται σε λίγα σημεία, προσδίδοντας έναν παραπάνω τόνο μυστηρίου στη πλοκή.
Από τα πιο συναρπαστικά αστυνομικά μυθιστορήματα των Εκδόσεων 'Μεταίχμιο'.
Βαθμολογία: 4.7/5 ή 9,4/10.
Υ.Γ.1: Το προτείνω ανεπιφύλακτα: Δεν θα θέλετε να το αφήσετε από τα χέρια σας!
Y.Γ.2: Tα 'φλάσμπακς' λειτουργούν ευεργετικά και 'κινηματογραφικά' στη ροή της πλοκής!
December 17, 2018
Quizás el mejor de los que he leído de Erlendur hasta la fecha. Un policíaco intercalado con una trama histórica y política, la de la República Democrática Alemana tras la segunda guerra mundial, y también con las posteriores revueltas de Hungría, que están descritas de forma magistral. Todo ello conlleva un desenlace que solo muchos años después resurgirá (nunca mejor dicho) a la superficie en forma de un cadáver aparecido en un lago, cuando este se ha desecado por causas naturales.
Indridason escribe en estas páginas el arquetipo de policíaco perfecto, tanto en extensión como en la trama y la descripción de los personajes. No hay persecuciones ni tiros. (Bueno, sólo uno al final). Tampoco hay prisas. El caso tarda varios meses en resolverse. Pero lo hace de forma sobresaliente.
Indridason escribe en estas páginas el arquetipo de policíaco perfecto, tanto en extensión como en la trama y la descripción de los personajes. No hay persecuciones ni tiros. (Bueno, sólo uno al final). Tampoco hay prisas. El caso tarda varios meses en resolverse. Pero lo hace de forma sobresaliente.
January 20, 2014
Arnaldur Indridason is my new favorite mystery author. I'm reading about one book in the series each week and anticipating the next book in the series. I read other books, too, but I can't wait to get back to Indridason. The Draining Lake reminds me of Silence of the Grave in a number of ways -- all positive. This book features the discovery of a long-buried skeleton and the mystery reaches into Iceland's past. This time, the present connects to the Cold War, retelling the story of some Icelandic students who went to Leipzig, East Germany, to study in the 1950s. These were socialists who received funding to attend university and complete their "education" as young communists.
These books are so satisfying because they bring together a number of elements: outstanding writing, a plausible mystery, some sympathetic characters, and historical context. Indridason is extremely skillful in unwinding the narrative. Two narrative threads intertwine, that of Tomas, a central figure and one of the students who studied in Leipzig, and that of Inspector Erlendur, who continues to stuggle with his loneliness and his relationship with his grown children. His romantic involvement with a woman he met in the last book is a bright spot in Erlendur's life and all readers must be rooting for the two of them to find happiness.
I read many novels that are just too long. Indridason has mastered the 300-page novel. The pace is leisurely; nothing feels rushed. Yet there's no padding; I follow the author where he goes and find myself pausing to reflect from time to time. Indridason uses adjectives sparingly, but I have no trouble imagining the scenes. And although you think you have figured out the mystery, I'm always a little surprised at the end when Indridason reveals the final details.
These books are so satisfying because they bring together a number of elements: outstanding writing, a plausible mystery, some sympathetic characters, and historical context. Indridason is extremely skillful in unwinding the narrative. Two narrative threads intertwine, that of Tomas, a central figure and one of the students who studied in Leipzig, and that of Inspector Erlendur, who continues to stuggle with his loneliness and his relationship with his grown children. His romantic involvement with a woman he met in the last book is a bright spot in Erlendur's life and all readers must be rooting for the two of them to find happiness.
I read many novels that are just too long. Indridason has mastered the 300-page novel. The pace is leisurely; nothing feels rushed. Yet there's no padding; I follow the author where he goes and find myself pausing to reflect from time to time. Indridason uses adjectives sparingly, but I have no trouble imagining the scenes. And although you think you have figured out the mystery, I'm always a little surprised at the end when Indridason reveals the final details.
March 21, 2015
أوّل ما جاء ذِكر إسم المحقق (أرلندور) في هذه الرواية حتى شعرتُ بشعورٍ غريب! شعور من يلتقي بغائبٍ كان يترقّب عوْدته!
تسعة شهور مضت على قرائتي لآخر أعمال الروائي الأيسلندي، أرنالدور أندريداسون، وهي (صمت القبر) وبين قرائتي لهذه الرواية.
في الروايات الثلاث السابقة، كانت التحقيقات التي عمِلَ عليها المحقق (أرلندور) ورفيقيه تدور حول جرائم تعود جذورها لمشاكل وأسباب اجتماعية، يظهر ذلك بوضوح في رواية (صمت القبر). وعليه، تكون المساحة التي يتحرّك فيها (الراوي) والمحقق هي أيسلندا وحدها، غالباً هكذا.
أمّا في هذه الرواية، فإنّ الراوي يذهب بخياله بعيداً في عنصري الزمان والمكان، لتشمل خمسينات القرن الماضي وما أفرزتها من أحداثٍ سياسية في الدول الشيوعية في فترة الحرب البارد وما بعدها، في الإتحاد السوفييتي وألمانيا الشرقية والغربية وهنغاريا وانتهاءً بمكان الجثة في بحيرة (كلايفارفاتن) في أيسلندا.
تعود الخيوط الأولى لهذه القضية في جامعة ليبزيغ في المانيا الشرقية، ففي هذه الجامعة ملتقى الطلبة والطالبات من أقطارٍ شتى، ومنها أيسلندا.
في هذه الجامعة، لا يُنظر إلى دراستك وكفائتك العلمية، بل يُنظر إلى إنتمائك الشيوعي! عليك أن تكون خالِصاً ومُخلِصاً للفكر الشيوعي الإشتراكي، أن تعيش هذا الفكر الإشتراكي بكل وجدانك ومشاعرك وأحاسيسك!
باختصار؛ إمّا أن تكون شيوعياً، أو ... لا تكون!
في هذه الجامعة، لا وجود للأمان والثِقة بين الطلبة أنفسهم، فهم يعيشون حالة المراقبة التفاعلية على بعضهم البعض!
وكل من يتمرّد أو يفكّر بالتمرّد على الفكر الشيوعي أو يجتمع في الخلوات والدهاليز السرية لمناهضة هذا الفكر، فمكانه السجن أو القبر!
هل قرأتم رواية جورج أوريل ( 1984 ) ؟! هكذا كانت الجامعة، محكومة كما الدولة بحزب (الأخ الكبير)!
في ظل هذه الأجواء الحذِرة، والشديدة الحساسية، تُنسَج خيوط هذه الرواية، لتنتهي بعناصرها بنهايات مختلفة!
كان (لوثر) و (إميل) يعملون جواسيس على
الطلبة، ويسعوْن جاهدين لتجنيد بعض الطلبة ليصبحو مثلهم، كانو هم الواشين على الفتاة الهنغارية (إلونيا) المتمردة والمعارضة لسياسة الدولة، حتى انتهت بنهاية مأساوية بلا شك!
كانت النهاية على عكس ما توقّعتُ تماماً، فقد كنتُ واثقاً بأن صاحب الجثة هو (لوثر)، أمّا أن يكون رجُلاً آخر، فهذا ما لم أتوقّعه أبداً.
تسعة شهور مضت على قرائتي لآخر أعمال الروائي الأيسلندي، أرنالدور أندريداسون، وهي (صمت القبر) وبين قرائتي لهذه الرواية.
في الروايات الثلاث السابقة، كانت التحقيقات التي عمِلَ عليها المحقق (أرلندور) ورفيقيه تدور حول جرائم تعود جذورها لمشاكل وأسباب اجتماعية، يظهر ذلك بوضوح في رواية (صمت القبر). وعليه، تكون المساحة التي يتحرّك فيها (الراوي) والمحقق هي أيسلندا وحدها، غالباً هكذا.
أمّا في هذه الرواية، فإنّ الراوي يذهب بخياله بعيداً في عنصري الزمان والمكان، لتشمل خمسينات القرن الماضي وما أفرزتها من أحداثٍ سياسية في الدول الشيوعية في فترة الحرب البارد وما بعدها، في الإتحاد السوفييتي وألمانيا الشرقية والغربية وهنغاريا وانتهاءً بمكان الجثة في بحيرة (كلايفارفاتن) في أيسلندا.
تعود الخيوط الأولى لهذه القضية في جامعة ليبزيغ في المانيا الشرقية، ففي هذه الجامعة ملتقى الطلبة والطالبات من أقطارٍ شتى، ومنها أيسلندا.
في هذه الجامعة، لا يُنظر إلى دراستك وكفائتك العلمية، بل يُنظر إلى إنتمائك الشيوعي! عليك أن تكون خالِصاً ومُخلِصاً للفكر الشيوعي الإشتراكي، أن تعيش هذا الفكر الإشتراكي بكل وجدانك ومشاعرك وأحاسيسك!
باختصار؛ إمّا أن تكون شيوعياً، أو ... لا تكون!
في هذه الجامعة، لا وجود للأمان والثِقة بين الطلبة أنفسهم، فهم يعيشون حالة المراقبة التفاعلية على بعضهم البعض!
وكل من يتمرّد أو يفكّر بالتمرّد على الفكر الشيوعي أو يجتمع في الخلوات والدهاليز السرية لمناهضة هذا الفكر، فمكانه السجن أو القبر!
هل قرأتم رواية جورج أوريل ( 1984 ) ؟! هكذا كانت الجامعة، محكومة كما الدولة بحزب (الأخ الكبير)!
في ظل هذه الأجواء الحذِرة، والشديدة الحساسية، تُنسَج خيوط هذه الرواية، لتنتهي بعناصرها بنهايات مختلفة!
كان (لوثر) و (إميل) يعملون جواسيس على
الطلبة، ويسعوْن جاهدين لتجنيد بعض الطلبة ليصبحو مثلهم، كانو هم الواشين على الفتاة الهنغارية (إلونيا) المتمردة والمعارضة لسياسة الدولة، حتى انتهت بنهاية مأساوية بلا شك!
كانت النهاية على عكس ما توقّعتُ تماماً، فقد كنتُ واثقاً بأن صاحب الجثة هو (لوثر)، أمّا أن يكون رجُلاً آخر، فهذا ما لم أتوقّعه أبداً.
October 26, 2018
Δεν μου άρεσε . Βαρέθηκα πολύ, όχι τόσο όμως ώστε να το αφήσω αδιάβαστο, και αυτό οφείλεται μόνο στον τρόπο γραφής του συγγραφέα. Να πω την αλήθεια, έμεινα έκπληκτη όταν είδα ότι είναι το έκτο της σειράς με τον επιθεωρητή Έρλεντουρ, πίστευα ότι είναι το πρώτο και έλεγα στον εαυτό μου ότι εξελίχθηκε πάρα πολύ ο συγγραφέας (έχω διαβάσει και την σιωπή του τάφου, το οποίο με ενθουσίασε).
Γενικά, δεν έχω πρόβλημα με τα βιβλία που περιγράφουν τη ζωή και τις συνθήκες που επικρατούσαν στην καθημερινότητα των πολιτών του Ανατολικού μπλοκ, όμως με αυτό βαρέθηκα. Δεν μου άρεσε ούτε και η πλοκή της ιστορίας στα σημερινά χρόνια, δεν μου άρεσε ούτε και η σύνδεση ανάμεσα στις δύο ιστορίες.
Τέλος πάντων, δεν πειράζει, θα διαβάσω και τα υπόλοιπα βιβλία του (όσα έχω τουλάχιστον), αφού όταν διάβασα τη σιωπή του τάφου πήγα και αγόρασα όσα κυκλοφορούσαν τότε από το Μεταίχμιο, αλλά δεν θα πάρω άλλο προς το παρόν.
https://kiallovivlio.blogspot.com/
Γενικά, δεν έχω πρόβλημα με τα βιβλία που περιγράφουν τη ζωή και τις συνθήκες που επικρατούσαν στην καθημερινότητα των πολιτών του Ανατολικού μπλοκ, όμως με αυτό βαρέθηκα. Δεν μου άρεσε ούτε και η πλοκή της ιστορίας στα σημερινά χρόνια, δεν μου άρεσε ούτε και η σύνδεση ανάμεσα στις δύο ιστορίες.
Τέλος πάντων, δεν πειράζει, θα διαβάσω και τα υπόλοιπα βιβλία του (όσα έχω τουλάχιστον), αφού όταν διάβασα τη σιωπή του τάφου πήγα και αγόρασα όσα κυκλοφορούσαν τότε από το Μεταίχμιο, αλλά δεν θα πάρω άλλο προς το παρόν.
https://kiallovivlio.blogspot.com/
February 25, 2025
Sular Çekildiğinde’de hikaye iki koldan ilerliyor. Birincisinde bahar aylarında gölde suyun çekilmesiyle bir iskelet bulunuyor, Dedektif Erlendur ve arkadaşları cinayete kurban gittiği anlaşılan iskeletin kime ait olduğunu ve katilini bulmaya çalışıyorlar. İkinci kolda ise iskeletin bulunduğunu haberlerden öğrenen katili cinayet işlemeye götüren ve 50’li yıllarda Doğu Almanya’da geçen olayları takip ediyoruz.
Sular Çekildiğinde bir polisiye roman olmasına rağmen “katil kim” romanı değil. Çünkü katili baştan biliyoruz. Bilmediğimiz şeyse kurbanın kim olduğu ve cinayetin neden işlendiği. Romanın muammasını bu sorular oluşturuyor.
Sular Çekildiğinde'yi yaklaşık 10 sene sonra ikinci kez okuyuşumda konuyu bildiğimden bu defa daha çok yazarın tekniğine dikkat etmeye çalıştım. Öncelikle kitapta mekan tasviri yok denecek kadar az. Olayların geçtiği zaman da büyük ölçüde belirsiz. Sahne sahne ilerleyen, aradaki önemsiz olayları atlayan bir anlatım var. Sahneler yalnızca hikayeye hizmet edecek ya da karakterlerle ilgili bilgiler verilecek şekilde yazılmış.
İndridason yazarlık anlayışını şöyle özetliyor:
“Süslü anlatımlara ya da o tarz şeylere katlanamayan birisiyim. Çünkü bunlar hikâyenin önüne geçiyor. İzlanda Sagaları’nın (genelde çiftçilerin başına gelen olayları anlatan orta çağa ait düzyazı anlatım türleri R.A.) bu kadar eğlenceli olmasının nedeni, konuya bağlı kalmaları ve harika bir dil kullanılmasıdır. Nasıl hikâye yazılacağını öğrenmek istiyorsanız, İzlanda Sagaları’nı okumalısınız. İzlanda Sagaları edebiyatımızda çok büyük bir yer tutuyor ve hiçbir İzlandalı yazarın onlardan etkilenmemesini düşünemiyorum. Büyük bir hikâye anlatmak için birkaç kelime kullanıyorlar ve bu benim her zaman yazarken başarmaya çalıştığım bir şey; kelimeleri tutumlu kullanmak. Bu yüzden kitaplarım uzun değildir.
Benim kuralım, olabildiğince az kelimeyle mümkün olduğunca çok şey söylemek. Hikâyenin atmosferi ve temel fikri hakkında uzun uzun yazmaktansa okuyucunun dolduracağı boşluklar bırakıyorum. Hikâyedeki olayları ayrıntılı tasvirlerle laf salatası haline getirebilirsiniz ama buna gerek kalmadan birkaç kelimeyle de maksadınızı yerine getirebilirsiniz. Bana göre bu çok daha etkili.
Okuyucuya güvenmeli. Okuyucuya güvenmeyen, her şeyi kusarcasına yazan o kadar çok insan var ki. Metne hayat veren okuyucudur. Lafı ağzında gevelemek benim tarzım değil.” (Kaynak: Kendi Anlatımıyla Arnaldur İndridason, Dedektif Dergi Sayı:30)
Sular Çekildiğinde, hem dramatik hikayesi ve karakterleriyle hem de bilhassa diyaloglarda kendini belli eden Türkçe’de yeniden yazma anlayışlı çevirisiyle dört dörtlük bir polisiye roman.
Sular Çekildiğinde bir polisiye roman olmasına rağmen “katil kim” romanı değil. Çünkü katili baştan biliyoruz. Bilmediğimiz şeyse kurbanın kim olduğu ve cinayetin neden işlendiği. Romanın muammasını bu sorular oluşturuyor.
Sular Çekildiğinde'yi yaklaşık 10 sene sonra ikinci kez okuyuşumda konuyu bildiğimden bu defa daha çok yazarın tekniğine dikkat etmeye çalıştım. Öncelikle kitapta mekan tasviri yok denecek kadar az. Olayların geçtiği zaman da büyük ölçüde belirsiz. Sahne sahne ilerleyen, aradaki önemsiz olayları atlayan bir anlatım var. Sahneler yalnızca hikayeye hizmet edecek ya da karakterlerle ilgili bilgiler verilecek şekilde yazılmış.
İndridason yazarlık anlayışını şöyle özetliyor:
“Süslü anlatımlara ya da o tarz şeylere katlanamayan birisiyim. Çünkü bunlar hikâyenin önüne geçiyor. İzlanda Sagaları’nın (genelde çiftçilerin başına gelen olayları anlatan orta çağa ait düzyazı anlatım türleri R.A.) bu kadar eğlenceli olmasının nedeni, konuya bağlı kalmaları ve harika bir dil kullanılmasıdır. Nasıl hikâye yazılacağını öğrenmek istiyorsanız, İzlanda Sagaları’nı okumalısınız. İzlanda Sagaları edebiyatımızda çok büyük bir yer tutuyor ve hiçbir İzlandalı yazarın onlardan etkilenmemesini düşünemiyorum. Büyük bir hikâye anlatmak için birkaç kelime kullanıyorlar ve bu benim her zaman yazarken başarmaya çalıştığım bir şey; kelimeleri tutumlu kullanmak. Bu yüzden kitaplarım uzun değildir.
Benim kuralım, olabildiğince az kelimeyle mümkün olduğunca çok şey söylemek. Hikâyenin atmosferi ve temel fikri hakkında uzun uzun yazmaktansa okuyucunun dolduracağı boşluklar bırakıyorum. Hikâyedeki olayları ayrıntılı tasvirlerle laf salatası haline getirebilirsiniz ama buna gerek kalmadan birkaç kelimeyle de maksadınızı yerine getirebilirsiniz. Bana göre bu çok daha etkili.
Okuyucuya güvenmeli. Okuyucuya güvenmeyen, her şeyi kusarcasına yazan o kadar çok insan var ki. Metne hayat veren okuyucudur. Lafı ağzında gevelemek benim tarzım değil.” (Kaynak: Kendi Anlatımıyla Arnaldur İndridason, Dedektif Dergi Sayı:30)
Sular Çekildiğinde, hem dramatik hikayesi ve karakterleriyle hem de bilhassa diyaloglarda kendini belli eden Türkçe’de yeniden yazma anlayışlı çevirisiyle dört dörtlük bir polisiye roman.
March 23, 2015
هذه رواية مختلفة عن كل ما سبقها من روايات ارنالدور اندريدايسون ..
بدأت بجثة ظلت أكثر من أربعين عاماً في قاع البحيرة مربوطة بجهاز تجسس روسي الصنع ...
بدأ المحققون المعروفون لكل من قرأ سابقاً للكاتب (ايلينبورغ ، وسيغوردور ، وارلندر) البحث عن من يكون صاحب لجثة المجهولة ، ..
هذا الجزء تأخذنا الأحداث لآراضٍ بعيدة إلى المانيا الشرقية وبداية الإشتراكية كـ فكر وزمن الإحتلال السوفييتي و الحرب الباردة ..
حينها درس طلبة آيسلنديون في المانيا الشرقية بعد حصولهم على منح وذلك لتعزيز دور الإشتراكيين في العالم ..
الطلبة ربطتهم معاً علاقات وثيقة ببعضهم البعض ، وعلاقات متفاوتة بالآخرين ..
لم تكن الأمور وردية كما اعتقد البعض، كان هناك من رأوا الوجه القبيح للنظام أسرع من الآخرين والمتمثل بالتجسس والمراقبة والإبلاغ عن الأصدقاء المقربين نظام فاسد يعزز الوشاية ويمنع وجود أي نوع من النقاش ناهيك عن الإعتراض ..
أولئكَ الذين تأخروا بالإحساس بالخطر واكتشاف الوجه الآخر للنظام ، أولئكَ صدموا ودفعوا ثمناً غالياً في النهاية ، وخسروا كل شيء ولم يكنْ ذنبهم سوى نقاء سريرتهم وثقتهم المطلقة بالآخرين ..
أحببت السلاسة التي تنقل بها الكاتب بين الحاضر والماضي وهو أمر ليس بالجديد عليّ فلقد صادفته من قبل في رواية صمت القبر ..وأكثر من أي شيء آخرأحببت وصفه لحياة الطلبة في مدينة لايبزيغ (ألمانيا الشرقية) واستمتعت كثيراً بقراءة هذه الرواية المعقدة والدقيقة والمثيرة والمليئة بجرعة عالية من الدراما والحواررات الثرية ..
هنا كثيرٌ من الأسرار والآلام الشخصية وخيبات الأمل والإنتظار ..
إنها عملٌ عن الحب والخيانة في بلادٍ بعيدة ..
بدأت بجثة ظلت أكثر من أربعين عاماً في قاع البحيرة مربوطة بجهاز تجسس روسي الصنع ...
بدأ المحققون المعروفون لكل من قرأ سابقاً للكاتب (ايلينبورغ ، وسيغوردور ، وارلندر) البحث عن من يكون صاحب لجثة المجهولة ، ..
هذا الجزء تأخذنا الأحداث لآراضٍ بعيدة إلى المانيا الشرقية وبداية الإشتراكية كـ فكر وزمن الإحتلال السوفييتي و الحرب الباردة ..
حينها درس طلبة آيسلنديون في المانيا الشرقية بعد حصولهم على منح وذلك لتعزيز دور الإشتراكيين في العالم ..
الطلبة ربطتهم معاً علاقات وثيقة ببعضهم البعض ، وعلاقات متفاوتة بالآخرين ..
لم تكن الأمور وردية كما اعتقد البعض، كان هناك من رأوا الوجه القبيح للنظام أسرع من الآخرين والمتمثل بالتجسس والمراقبة والإبلاغ عن الأصدقاء المقربين نظام فاسد يعزز الوشاية ويمنع وجود أي نوع من النقاش ناهيك عن الإعتراض ..
أولئكَ الذين تأخروا بالإحساس بالخطر واكتشاف الوجه الآخر للنظام ، أولئكَ صدموا ودفعوا ثمناً غالياً في النهاية ، وخسروا كل شيء ولم يكنْ ذنبهم سوى نقاء سريرتهم وثقتهم المطلقة بالآخرين ..
أحببت السلاسة التي تنقل بها الكاتب بين الحاضر والماضي وهو أمر ليس بالجديد عليّ فلقد صادفته من قبل في رواية صمت القبر ..وأكثر من أي شيء آخرأحببت وصفه لحياة الطلبة في مدينة لايبزيغ (ألمانيا الشرقية) واستمتعت كثيراً بقراءة هذه الرواية المعقدة والدقيقة والمثيرة والمليئة بجرعة عالية من الدراما والحواررات الثرية ..
هنا كثيرٌ من الأسرار والآلام الشخصية وخيبات الأمل والإنتظار ..
إنها عملٌ عن الحب والخيانة في بلادٍ بعيدة ..
March 4, 2018
This was quite boring.
July 5, 2025
Following an earthquake, the water level of an Icelandic lake suddenly falls, revealing a skeleton. Inspector Erlendur's investigation takes him back to the Cold War era, when bright, left-wing students in Iceland were sent to study in the "heavenly state" of Communist East Germany. Teeming with spies and informants, though, their "heavenly state" becomes a nightmare of betrayal and murder.
While interesting...I had no idea what this had to do with anything.
A scientist while checking instruments at a dried-up Icelandic lake, makes a gruesome discovery...a skeleton that has a hole in its skull and was weighed down with an old radio transmitter with Russian letters on it. Finally, the start of the promised mystery...well, almost.
Inspector Erlendur and his colleagues Elinborg and Sigurdur Oli are on the case. I was a bit surprised how slowly they came aboard. I guess that the speed of Icelandic policing is more leisurely than it is in the states. Things go wrong right off. The warrant they need to dig up the land even look for a dead body gets delayed as staff who process it are on vacation, so it takes our heroes quite some time to get even get around to investigating for the person who might be responsible.
My husband was in law enforcement during his working life, so seeing how law enforcement works outside of the states is always interesting to me. In Iceland, being called at home by the general public seems to be a common-place occurrence for the police....as well as getting into political arguments with the suspects appears to be par for the course as well.
The three main characters are comfortable with one another and joke with each other as long-term colleagues might often do. Erlendur is a rather unusual character. We learn that he has two dysfunctional children on the outer edges of his life and a vague relationship with an unnamed, married woman. Sigurdur Oli who is inordinately proud of his time studying in America, gets several phone calls from a man whose wife was killed in a car accident. We learn that Elinborg has just written a cookbook which could make her famous. Do you see the problem here?? When are these police officers going to get around to do any actual investigating? Did the author need a certain number of words in his word count?
This is the second book that I have tried in this series. The main interest doesn't really appear to be a crime of any type...it mostly centers around the character of Erlendur, who is haunted by his dead brother, from his past, and the antics and problems of his off-the-rails children, in the present. I'm sure that all this appeals to some people but I believe I am going to find a mystery with much more actually mystery.
Actual Rating 2.5 stars
While interesting...I had no idea what this had to do with anything.
A scientist while checking instruments at a dried-up Icelandic lake, makes a gruesome discovery...a skeleton that has a hole in its skull and was weighed down with an old radio transmitter with Russian letters on it. Finally, the start of the promised mystery...well, almost.
Inspector Erlendur and his colleagues Elinborg and Sigurdur Oli are on the case. I was a bit surprised how slowly they came aboard. I guess that the speed of Icelandic policing is more leisurely than it is in the states. Things go wrong right off. The warrant they need to dig up the land even look for a dead body gets delayed as staff who process it are on vacation, so it takes our heroes quite some time to get even get around to investigating for the person who might be responsible.
My husband was in law enforcement during his working life, so seeing how law enforcement works outside of the states is always interesting to me. In Iceland, being called at home by the general public seems to be a common-place occurrence for the police....as well as getting into political arguments with the suspects appears to be par for the course as well.
The three main characters are comfortable with one another and joke with each other as long-term colleagues might often do. Erlendur is a rather unusual character. We learn that he has two dysfunctional children on the outer edges of his life and a vague relationship with an unnamed, married woman. Sigurdur Oli who is inordinately proud of his time studying in America, gets several phone calls from a man whose wife was killed in a car accident. We learn that Elinborg has just written a cookbook which could make her famous. Do you see the problem here?? When are these police officers going to get around to do any actual investigating? Did the author need a certain number of words in his word count?
This is the second book that I have tried in this series. The main interest doesn't really appear to be a crime of any type...it mostly centers around the character of Erlendur, who is haunted by his dead brother, from his past, and the antics and problems of his off-the-rails children, in the present. I'm sure that all this appeals to some people but I believe I am going to find a mystery with much more actually mystery.
Actual Rating 2.5 stars
May 8, 2022
Iceland. Detective Erlendur is called in to investigate a body that is discovered in a partially dried up lake.
I’ve enjoyed almost all of this consistent series, but for me this is easily the weakest. I found it patchy, with lots of telling of things which happened long ago but precious little happening in the now. At times I had little sense of place and characterisation, making it come across as simply names talking at each other. For me it lacked a sense of atmosphere, tension and narrative flow.
‘Hypothermia’ and ‘The Shadow District’ remain my favourite books by this author.
I’ve enjoyed almost all of this consistent series, but for me this is easily the weakest. I found it patchy, with lots of telling of things which happened long ago but precious little happening in the now. At times I had little sense of place and characterisation, making it come across as simply names talking at each other. For me it lacked a sense of atmosphere, tension and narrative flow.
‘Hypothermia’ and ‘The Shadow District’ remain my favourite books by this author.
May 26, 2022
Detektif Erlendur’un şu ana kadar okuduklarım arasında en beğendiğim macerası bu oldu. Bunda, Soğuk Savaş döneminde yaşanan bazı olayların anlatılmasının da etkisi var.
Çevirisi güzel ve akıcı. Kurgu ve hikaye ile karakterleri de çok beğeniyorum.
Yazarın Türkçeye çevrilmiş tüm eserlerini okudum. Kitaplar her ne kadar birbirinden bağımsız olsa ve ana olaylar birbirini takip etmese de, detektif Erlandur’un özel hayatı ile ilgili bazı detaylar devamlılık oluşturduğundan, serinin orijinal yayınlanma sırasına göre okunmasını öneririm.
Serinin ana karakteri dedektif Erlandur ve ekibini, olayların geçtiği mekanı, ve ortamı, her kitabın içerdiği farklı mesaj ile hikayelerini, kitapların kurgusunu, planını ve anlatım tarzını çok beğendim.
Erlandur’un, sadece çözmüş olduğu davalara yaklaşımını değil, aile ilişkilerindeki özeleştiriyi, değişim çabasını ve yeniden kurulmaya çalışılan ilişkilerini de sevdim.
Kitapların -biri hariç (Sırlar Şehri)- çevirileri güzel ve akıcı.
Çevirisi güzel ve akıcı. Kurgu ve hikaye ile karakterleri de çok beğeniyorum.
Yazarın Türkçeye çevrilmiş tüm eserlerini okudum. Kitaplar her ne kadar birbirinden bağımsız olsa ve ana olaylar birbirini takip etmese de, detektif Erlandur’un özel hayatı ile ilgili bazı detaylar devamlılık oluşturduğundan, serinin orijinal yayınlanma sırasına göre okunmasını öneririm.
Serinin ana karakteri dedektif Erlandur ve ekibini, olayların geçtiği mekanı, ve ortamı, her kitabın içerdiği farklı mesaj ile hikayelerini, kitapların kurgusunu, planını ve anlatım tarzını çok beğendim.
Erlandur’un, sadece çözmüş olduğu davalara yaklaşımını değil, aile ilişkilerindeki özeleştiriyi, değişim çabasını ve yeniden kurulmaya çalışılan ilişkilerini de sevdim.
Kitapların -biri hariç (Sırlar Şehri)- çevirileri güzel ve akıcı.
May 25, 2018
3,5/5 αστεράκια.
July 3, 2025
With an upcoming trip to Iceland in the works, I wanted to tick off two boxes: a better understanding of the country and some crime thrillers to entertain me. I found this series by Arnaldur Indriðason, which has me even more excited. In the English translation’s fourth novel, Inspector Erlendur Sveinsson is called to the scene when a body is found in an empty lake bed. A large hole in the skull and transmitter attached to the body reveals some added mysteries that Erlendur and his team must synthesise. A Cold War mystery surfaces, leaving the Reykjavik investigators neck-deep in this case. Indriðason adds some great flavouring to the series with this novel.
A lake around Reykjavik drops suddenly, which reveals a skeleton of a man that appears to have been dumped years ago. A large hole in the skull makes it seem as though it was a murder, but it is a transmitter with Cyrillic writing that has Inspector Erlendur Sveinsson called to the scene.
This heavy communication device can be traced back to the Cold War and the Russian influence in Iceland. Erlendur brings fellow inspectors Elínborg and Sigurður Óli along to help with the case. The investigation opens up old recollections of a socialist movement in Iceland, where many eager students went to East Germany to study and learn how to spread communism across Europe.
The body could hold many secrets or might prove to be another dead end. All the while, Erlendur must handle some personal matters that could splinter his family even more. Nothing waits for a good time, as Inspector Erlendur knows all too well. Arnaldur Indriðason keeps the reader engaged in this piece that explores Icelandic political history.
Arnaldur Indriðason has been someone whose books I wanted to read, but it is only now, with tickets to Reykjavík purchased, that I chose to take the plunge. I love Scandinavian noir thrillers, in which I would label this book. The book provides series fans with a great bit of political history and the strains of change. The narrative balances a current storyline and one from the past that fills in many of the gaps. There are great characters that help enrich the story, adding others with whom Erlendur works alongside. Plot points are well developed and serve to add surprises that provide suspense and intrigue for the attentive reader.
Kudos, Mr. Indriðason, for a Cold War infused mystery.
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A lake around Reykjavik drops suddenly, which reveals a skeleton of a man that appears to have been dumped years ago. A large hole in the skull makes it seem as though it was a murder, but it is a transmitter with Cyrillic writing that has Inspector Erlendur Sveinsson called to the scene.
This heavy communication device can be traced back to the Cold War and the Russian influence in Iceland. Erlendur brings fellow inspectors Elínborg and Sigurður Óli along to help with the case. The investigation opens up old recollections of a socialist movement in Iceland, where many eager students went to East Germany to study and learn how to spread communism across Europe.
The body could hold many secrets or might prove to be another dead end. All the while, Erlendur must handle some personal matters that could splinter his family even more. Nothing waits for a good time, as Inspector Erlendur knows all too well. Arnaldur Indriðason keeps the reader engaged in this piece that explores Icelandic political history.
Arnaldur Indriðason has been someone whose books I wanted to read, but it is only now, with tickets to Reykjavík purchased, that I chose to take the plunge. I love Scandinavian noir thrillers, in which I would label this book. The book provides series fans with a great bit of political history and the strains of change. The narrative balances a current storyline and one from the past that fills in many of the gaps. There are great characters that help enrich the story, adding others with whom Erlendur works alongside. Plot points are well developed and serve to add surprises that provide suspense and intrigue for the attentive reader.
Kudos, Mr. Indriðason, for a Cold War infused mystery.
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December 14, 2022
With each book this series rises higher on my favorites list. Nothing much happens in each story with the exception of the main characters gradually becoming fully fleshed out individuals, warts and all, which brings realistic weight and meaning to each tales slow burning mystery.
4 Fabulous Stars
4 Fabulous Stars
August 25, 2016
I am smitten with this Icelandic mystery series. Detective Erlandur is the most empathetic, eccentric and unique protagonist that I've met in a suspense novel. With his family baggage, his ever deepening interests in obscure aspects of a case, and steadfast honesty, he creates the backbone for Arnaldur Indridason's novels.
In this novel, the reader is first met with a skeleton discovered in a lake whose surface level has been shrinking over the years. It is determined that the skeleton is several decades old and, even more interestingly, he is tied to a Soviet listening device. Who is this man and what brought him to his demise?
As Erlandur and his team look at the missing persons' reports from the Cold War era, they discover a lot about Iceland they were unaware of. Iceland, though far from the madding crowd, had its share of spies. Several Icelanders even found their way to university in East Germany in the late 1950's and 1960's. As each of the missing persons, or their survivors, are contacted, several story lines begin to take shape. There is the woman whose partner never returned. His car was left at a bus station and, interestingly for Erlandur, its hubcap is missing. Erlandur fixates on this car and its missing hubcap like white on snow. Despite it being tangential to the case at hand, he finds it fascinating that the hubcap is gone. Some of the chapters are about what life was like in Leipzig when the Icelandic students traveled there for their studies. While some of them challenged their own socialist and communist beliefs, others were enamored of the Stasi.
As the case progresses, we being to learn more about the personal lives of Erlandur and his colleagues. His female colleague Elinborg is a good cook and loves to be with her family. Sigurdur Oli has been dealing with late night calls from a man whose wife was killed in a freak automobile accident and blames himself even though he wasn't even there. Erlandur himself continues to worry about his two children, especially Eva Lind, who is back on drugs and missing in action. He has begun to get more serious with Valgurdur, the woman he met in a previous book. She has decided to leave her husband and Erlandur is confused about how to navigate this relationship despite having very strong feelings for her.
This novel is many faceted. To call it just a mystery is to do it injustice despite the case that mysteries are at the heart of it. As is usual, it is a missing person who Erlandur can't get out of his mind. What keeps me glued to the pages is the literary quality of the writing, the deep understanding of human nature that is portrayed, and the quality of the narrative.
In this novel, the reader is first met with a skeleton discovered in a lake whose surface level has been shrinking over the years. It is determined that the skeleton is several decades old and, even more interestingly, he is tied to a Soviet listening device. Who is this man and what brought him to his demise?
As Erlandur and his team look at the missing persons' reports from the Cold War era, they discover a lot about Iceland they were unaware of. Iceland, though far from the madding crowd, had its share of spies. Several Icelanders even found their way to university in East Germany in the late 1950's and 1960's. As each of the missing persons, or their survivors, are contacted, several story lines begin to take shape. There is the woman whose partner never returned. His car was left at a bus station and, interestingly for Erlandur, its hubcap is missing. Erlandur fixates on this car and its missing hubcap like white on snow. Despite it being tangential to the case at hand, he finds it fascinating that the hubcap is gone. Some of the chapters are about what life was like in Leipzig when the Icelandic students traveled there for their studies. While some of them challenged their own socialist and communist beliefs, others were enamored of the Stasi.
As the case progresses, we being to learn more about the personal lives of Erlandur and his colleagues. His female colleague Elinborg is a good cook and loves to be with her family. Sigurdur Oli has been dealing with late night calls from a man whose wife was killed in a freak automobile accident and blames himself even though he wasn't even there. Erlandur himself continues to worry about his two children, especially Eva Lind, who is back on drugs and missing in action. He has begun to get more serious with Valgurdur, the woman he met in a previous book. She has decided to leave her husband and Erlandur is confused about how to navigate this relationship despite having very strong feelings for her.
This novel is many faceted. To call it just a mystery is to do it injustice despite the case that mysteries are at the heart of it. As is usual, it is a missing person who Erlandur can't get out of his mind. What keeps me glued to the pages is the literary quality of the writing, the deep understanding of human nature that is portrayed, and the quality of the narrative.
October 20, 2009
The story behind Erlendur's Draining Lake investigation begins not with the discovery of bones in a lake bed, but in the 1950s in Leipzig. At that time it was part of the GDR, and students were being recruited to come to the university there to study. Some Icelandic socialist students were part of the recruitment effort -- but many discovered that there was a catch to their free education once they had been there for a while. Flashforward to the present, where a hydrologist examining a lake bed finds bones half buried there and calls police. As it turns out, the body was tied down with an old Soviet listening device, starting Erlendur and his team on an investigation that will take them back to the Cold War years. With very few clues to go on, including the identity of the dead man, Erlendur and his team have their work cut out for them. In the meantime, there's a few hitches in Erlendur's life: seriously drug-addicted daughter Eva Lind has runaway again, and while he's busy worrying about her, his long-estranged son Sindri shows up.
Indridason's writing is excellent, as always, and the fleshed-out back story of the students' years in Leipzig is a nice glimpse into the pitfalls of overzealous idealism. Erlendur is a character who has since the outset of this series been portrayed as very human, with real-life problems that don't seem to ever be resolved. The author is able to inject a bit of wry humor into his writing which is often dark and depressing -- there are no warm fuzzies or nice touchy-feely happy endings where everyone goes home happy and satisfied in this series. If that's what you're looking for, then pass on these novels.
The Draining Lake is not my favorite of Indridason's novels, but it was still a great read. He continues to follow his pattern of the past's connection to the present, which is one of my favorite motifs in a mystery novel. The book is well written, and my only criticism is that at times things seemed to move very slow. But I still very highly recommend not only this book, but the entire series. You'll want to start with the first book in translation, Jar City, and make your way through all of the books before coming to this one if you want the best reading experience. People who enjoy Scandinavian crime novels will want to read this one, as will people looking for a good mystery novel in general.
Indridason's writing is excellent, as always, and the fleshed-out back story of the students' years in Leipzig is a nice glimpse into the pitfalls of overzealous idealism. Erlendur is a character who has since the outset of this series been portrayed as very human, with real-life problems that don't seem to ever be resolved. The author is able to inject a bit of wry humor into his writing which is often dark and depressing -- there are no warm fuzzies or nice touchy-feely happy endings where everyone goes home happy and satisfied in this series. If that's what you're looking for, then pass on these novels.
The Draining Lake is not my favorite of Indridason's novels, but it was still a great read. He continues to follow his pattern of the past's connection to the present, which is one of my favorite motifs in a mystery novel. The book is well written, and my only criticism is that at times things seemed to move very slow. But I still very highly recommend not only this book, but the entire series. You'll want to start with the first book in translation, Jar City, and make your way through all of the books before coming to this one if you want the best reading experience. People who enjoy Scandinavian crime novels will want to read this one, as will people looking for a good mystery novel in general.
January 24, 2016
Εξαιρετικό! Ο Ιντριντασον μετά τις μέτριες - κατά την άποψή μου "Φωνές" - επανέρχεται σε αυτό που μας είχε συνηθίσει στα δύο πρώτα του βιβλία: σε φιλμ νουάρ ιστορίες που αφορούν εγκλήματα που διαπράχθηκαν στο παρελθόν και έρχονται στην επιφάνεια στο παρόν, για τα οποία οι ήρωες θα πρέπει να σκαλίσουν γεγονότα αλλοτινών εποχών και να φέρουν στο φως πάθη του παρελθόντος.
Η ιστορία εκτυλίσσεται σε δύο επίπεδα: από τη μια οι ενέργειες της αστυνομίας για την ανεύρεση του δολοφόνου και από την άλλη η σταδιακή παρουσίαση των γεγονότων του παρελθόντος μέχρι την διάπραξη του εγκλήματος.
Ο βασικός ήρωας - επιθεωρητής Ετλεντούρ - είναι ιδιαίτερα ενδιαφέρον χαρακτήρας, αρκετά εσωστρεφής και παράξενος, παραδόξως δεν είναι ούτε μέθυσος ούτε ναρκομανής, αλλά έχει μια διαλυμένη οικογένεια να αντιμετωπίσει και δύο δυσλειτουργικά παιδιά. Οι δύο βοηθοί του είναι κανονικοί άνθρωποι με τα δικά τους καθημερινά προβλήματα. Πολύ σημαντικό είναι το γεγονός ότι ο συγγραφέας δεν αρκείται μόνο στην παρουσίαση της ιστορίας του, αλλά μας δείχνει και τη ζωή των ηρώων του, φέρνοντάς τους κοντά στον αναγνώστη, ο οποίος μπορεί να τους αναγνωρίσει ως τους φίλους ή τους γείτονές του. Φυσικά δεν λείπουν και οι απαραίτητες νότες εύστοχου και πνευματώδους χιούμορ που ελαφρύνουν την ατμόσφαιρα.
Εκεί, όμως, που ο συγγραφέας πραγματικά εντυπωσιάζει είναι η εξαιρετική ικανότητά του να περιγραφεί καταστάσεις και να αναβιώνει το κλίμα και την ατμόσφαιρα περασμένων εποχών με λεπτομέρεια και ακρίβεια. Στο συγκεκριμένο βιβλίο γίνεται αναφορά στην κομμουνιστική Ανατολική Γερμανία και στις επαχθείς συνθήκες που βίωναν οι κάτοικοί της στο όνομα του κομμουνισμού και της κατ' όνομα ισότητας. Πέρα από τη λεπτομέρεια στις περιγραφές, ο Ιντριντασον καταφέρνει να βάλει τον αναγνώστη στο κλίμα της εποχής, να τον κάνει να συμπάσχει με τους ήρωες και, τελικά, να δικαιολογήσει σε κάποιον βαθμό το έγκλημα που διαπράχθηκε.
Πάντως αν σας αρέσει η καταιγιστική δράση, το πιστολίδι και τα κυνηγητά, αυτό δεν είναι το βιβλίο σας...(9/10)
Η ιστορία εκτυλίσσεται σε δύο επίπεδα: από τη μια οι ενέργειες της αστυνομίας για την ανεύρεση του δολοφόνου και από την άλλη η σταδιακή παρουσίαση των γεγονότων του παρελθόντος μέχρι την διάπραξη του εγκλήματος.
Ο βασικός ήρωας - επιθεωρητής Ετλεντούρ - είναι ιδιαίτερα ενδιαφέρον χαρακτήρας, αρκετά εσωστρεφής και παράξενος, παραδόξως δεν είναι ούτε μέθυσος ούτε ναρκομανής, αλλά έχει μια διαλυμένη οικογένεια να αντιμετωπίσει και δύο δυσλειτουργικά παιδιά. Οι δύο βοηθοί του είναι κανονικοί άνθρωποι με τα δικά τους καθημερινά προβλήματα. Πολύ σημαντικό είναι το γεγονός ότι ο συγγραφέας δεν αρκείται μόνο στην παρουσίαση της ιστορίας του, αλλά μας δείχνει και τη ζωή των ηρώων του, φέρνοντάς τους κοντά στον αναγνώστη, ο οποίος μπορεί να τους αναγνωρίσει ως τους φίλους ή τους γείτονές του. Φυσικά δεν λείπουν και οι απαραίτητες νότες εύστοχου και πνευματώδους χιούμορ που ελαφρύνουν την ατμόσφαιρα.
Εκεί, όμως, που ο συγγραφέας πραγματικά εντυπωσιάζει είναι η εξαιρετική ικανότητά του να περιγραφεί καταστάσεις και να αναβιώνει το κλίμα και την ατμόσφαιρα περασμένων εποχών με λεπτομέρεια και ακρίβεια. Στο συγκεκριμένο βιβλίο γίνεται αναφορά στην κομμουνιστική Ανατολική Γερμανία και στις επαχθείς συνθήκες που βίωναν οι κάτοικοί της στο όνομα του κομμουνισμού και της κατ' όνομα ισότητας. Πέρα από τη λεπτομέρεια στις περιγραφές, ο Ιντριντασον καταφέρνει να βάλει τον αναγνώστη στο κλίμα της εποχής, να τον κάνει να συμπάσχει με τους ήρωες και, τελικά, να δικαιολογήσει σε κάποιον βαθμό το έγκλημα που διαπράχθηκε.
Πάντως αν σας αρέσει η καταιγιστική δράση, το πιστολίδι και τα κυνηγητά, αυτό δεν είναι το βιβλίο σας...(9/10)
January 27, 2009
I don't why I picked this book. Sometimes I walk past the library shelves in Fiction and just pick one up. If I like the cover (I know - so scientific), I'll read it.
So, begins why I had this book. It's written by an Icelandic writer, Arnaldur Indridason and it was translated into English. On my last horrid plane ride with one stop (3 hours that took 10 hours), I met a man from Iceland one a stopover in Phoenix - he and a friend were on their way to a dinner in Taos - he was Wiccan - He wore a long black cape and he immediately sat down next to me. So I thought I'd give this book a read in his honor.
It was interesting to get used to the names. I learned a lot about Iceland and its culture in war-time when both the United States and Russia were spying in the region. It was a good story - well written and mysteries abound. It kept my interest and I think I will look for other books by the author.
So, begins why I had this book. It's written by an Icelandic writer, Arnaldur Indridason and it was translated into English. On my last horrid plane ride with one stop (3 hours that took 10 hours), I met a man from Iceland one a stopover in Phoenix - he and a friend were on their way to a dinner in Taos - he was Wiccan - He wore a long black cape and he immediately sat down next to me. So I thought I'd give this book a read in his honor.
It was interesting to get used to the names. I learned a lot about Iceland and its culture in war-time when both the United States and Russia were spying in the region. It was a good story - well written and mysteries abound. It kept my interest and I think I will look for other books by the author.
December 29, 2016
No sé porque Pero Es de las historias de Indridasson con la que más me ha costado conectar. El suspense impecable como siempre, Pero los acontecimentos históricos narran el periodo de la RDA, algo predecible el final, Pero no por ello mal elaborado. El cambio del protagonista está muy bien perfilado.
July 5, 2018
Excellent story, involves the cold war in E. Germany and betrayal that comes to light some 60 years earlier. Reminds me of a Henning Mankell novel. Erlendur is somewhat like Wallander.
December 4, 2021
رواية بوليسية ممتازة
اول تجاربي مع الكاتب و لن تكون الاخيرة
اسماء الاماكن في ايسلندا صعبة بس غير كدة رواية و سرد و حبكة ممتازة
اول تجاربي مع الكاتب و لن تكون الاخيرة
اسماء الاماكن في ايسلندا صعبة بس غير كدة رواية و سرد و حبكة ممتازة
August 27, 2024
أظن ان الكاتب ارنالدور اندريداسون افضل من يكتب قصة بوليسية بها جانب اجتماعي وحتي سياسي
فالقصص البوليسية ممكن ان تكون حبكة بوليسبة فقط لمعرفة الجاني وملكة ذلك المجال طبعا اغاثا او بوليسية بها جانب اجتماعي ولكن ليست جيدة مثل اغلب رويات ميسو التي قرأتها حتي الان ولكن ارنالدور غير
تقييمي ٣.٥
فالقصص البوليسية ممكن ان تكون حبكة بوليسبة فقط لمعرفة الجاني وملكة ذلك المجال طبعا اغاثا او بوليسية بها جانب اجتماعي ولكن ليست جيدة مثل اغلب رويات ميسو التي قرأتها حتي الان ولكن ارنالدور غير
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August 11, 2022
You don't have to read Indridason's books in order because the author does not require a linear progression from one novel to the next. That's good because it is not always easy to find his books at the library, so I read them whenever I happen to find one on the shelf.
Inspector Erlandur reappears to good effect here, and we get a little more detail on his broken relationships with his estranged children. A recent earthquake has caused a glacial lake to lose enough water (draining away) to expose a corpse tied to some cold war radio machinery of likely Russian origin. I really enjoyed the background on such diverse topics as the 1956 Hungarian revolution and the East German Stasi. It was a chilling present day reminder that noted scumbag and KGB stooge, Vlad Putin, was a Stasi functionary stationed in Dresden.
Anyway, another excellent tale by Indridason where it is very difficult to discern the murderer until the end of the book. Not quite as good as "The Bell Jar", but very good regardless.
Inspector Erlandur reappears to good effect here, and we get a little more detail on his broken relationships with his estranged children. A recent earthquake has caused a glacial lake to lose enough water (draining away) to expose a corpse tied to some cold war radio machinery of likely Russian origin. I really enjoyed the background on such diverse topics as the 1956 Hungarian revolution and the East German Stasi. It was a chilling present day reminder that noted scumbag and KGB stooge, Vlad Putin, was a Stasi functionary stationed in Dresden.
Anyway, another excellent tale by Indridason where it is very difficult to discern the murderer until the end of the book. Not quite as good as "The Bell Jar", but very good regardless.
November 23, 2015
Ο Νεσμπο κι ο Γιουρτ είναι οι κορυφαίοι απο τους Σκανδιναβούς.Δοκίμασα και τον Νταλ αλλά δεν με ενθουσίασε(γράφει καλά πάντως)Η Λέκμπεργ έκτος της πριγκίπισσας και τα Οικογενειακά μυστικά δε με τρέλανε.Το διδυμο των ηρώων της πλάκας να λύνει το έγκλημα η γυναίκα του αστυνομικού που είναι συγγραφέας.Και τώρα πήγα στον Ιντρίντασον επειδή διάβασα ότι μοιάζει με τον Ράνκιν ο οποίος είναι στους τοπ για μένα .. Ωραία γραφή καθόλου κουραστική απλά η συγκεκριμένη ιστορία δεν είχε δράση.Θα διαβάσω κι άλλο δικό του σίγουρα
April 10, 2019
Ο Ισλανδος είναι καταπληκτικός... Χωρίς πολύ δράση αλλά με πολύ ωραίο μυστήριο στήνει ατμόσφαιρα... Με πολύ μελαγχολία... Εξαιρετικό Βίβλιο
September 19, 2014
The un-charasmatic but always engaging Detective Erlandur works a cold case on an exposed volcanic lake bed identifying the remains of someone who might have been murdered years ago. Interestingly, the skeleton was wrapped in an obsolete Russian listening device. This very cold case finds Erlandur and Co. tracing socialist Icelandic students studying in the police state of East Germany in the post war period for possible connections. A very complex, dynamic plot structure kept me turning pages in this outstanding Scandinavian mystery.
What really attracts me to Erlandur and keeps me grounded in Arnaldur Indridason's Iceland is his humility, integrity and humanity. He's not tall, dark and handsome like his colleague Sigurdur Oli. He doesn't dress well and is somewhat an introvert but his apartment is filled with bookcases. He courageously soldiers on day after miserable day following leads in his cases while at the same time dealing with his heroin addicted daughter and the guilt of losing his younger brother in a blizzard when they were children. All he really has is his job as a detective which he does in subtly brilliant fashion but in considerable psychic pain. He is an unforgettable protagonist I like and admire and strangely enough, find uplifting.
What really attracts me to Erlandur and keeps me grounded in Arnaldur Indridason's Iceland is his humility, integrity and humanity. He's not tall, dark and handsome like his colleague Sigurdur Oli. He doesn't dress well and is somewhat an introvert but his apartment is filled with bookcases. He courageously soldiers on day after miserable day following leads in his cases while at the same time dealing with his heroin addicted daughter and the guilt of losing his younger brother in a blizzard when they were children. All he really has is his job as a detective which he does in subtly brilliant fashion but in considerable psychic pain. He is an unforgettable protagonist I like and admire and strangely enough, find uplifting.
September 7, 2013
Diferente dos dois anteriores que li, mas mantendo a mesma qualidade. Arnaldur, surpreendeu-me com o seu livro "Laços de Sangue", desde logo fiquei com a sensação que seria um autor a seguir e não me enganei..."O Mistério do Lago" encheu-me completamente as medidas, proporcionando-me uma agradável e surpreendente leitura. Fico aguardar o próximo!
January 4, 2022
Curieux de lire les commentaires après avoir rédigé le mien. Pas sûr d'un emballement collectif. Personnellement, tous les ingrédients pour me séduire. L'Islande, bien sûr, le pays qui m'a carrément subjugué dans mes dérives (pour le job) à travers les 5 continents. Même si peu évoquée dans ce roman.
Sobre et subtile analyse d'un phénomène qui m'a passionné, investi (souvent expulsé de cette europe centrale), l'innommable asservissement de 7 (6 si on exclut l'Albanie, plus alignée sur la grande démocratie chinoise) pays à l'Union soviétique (merci Roosevelt, 290 de tension artérielle, mort en fauteuil roulant, bradeur de l'Europe face au cynique Staline) sous la couverture, le déguisement, du socialisme (qui a vraiment fait progressé l'humanité) mais baptisé communisme, soit l'hypocrisie d'une dictature d'une petite nomenklatura asservissant 95% des populations grâce à un truc génial: tout le monde épie tout le monde! Et ça a fonctionné de 1917 à 1989, cette fabuleuse mystification.
Arnaldur, fils de Indrida, décortique sans état d'âme ce dysfonctionnement, dans un lieu symbolique, Leipzig (quelques Islandais dans le décor, quand même), en RDA, l'un des 2 satellites (avec la Bulgarie) de l'Union Soviétique les plus totalitaires, répressifs et policiers de l'histoire de l'Europe.
L'investissement d'Erlendur, le flic des meurtres anciens, est ici juste prétexte à l'envie d'Indridason de décortiquer l'ombre la plus noire de notre histoire europénne moderne... Mais je comprendrais que cela ne passionne pas tout le monde, je suis certain que l'auteur en était conscient...
Sobre et subtile analyse d'un phénomène qui m'a passionné, investi (souvent expulsé de cette europe centrale), l'innommable asservissement de 7 (6 si on exclut l'Albanie, plus alignée sur la grande démocratie chinoise) pays à l'Union soviétique (merci Roosevelt, 290 de tension artérielle, mort en fauteuil roulant, bradeur de l'Europe face au cynique Staline) sous la couverture, le déguisement, du socialisme (qui a vraiment fait progressé l'humanité) mais baptisé communisme, soit l'hypocrisie d'une dictature d'une petite nomenklatura asservissant 95% des populations grâce à un truc génial: tout le monde épie tout le monde! Et ça a fonctionné de 1917 à 1989, cette fabuleuse mystification.
Arnaldur, fils de Indrida, décortique sans état d'âme ce dysfonctionnement, dans un lieu symbolique, Leipzig (quelques Islandais dans le décor, quand même), en RDA, l'un des 2 satellites (avec la Bulgarie) de l'Union Soviétique les plus totalitaires, répressifs et policiers de l'histoire de l'Europe.
L'investissement d'Erlendur, le flic des meurtres anciens, est ici juste prétexte à l'envie d'Indridason de décortiquer l'ombre la plus noire de notre histoire europénne moderne... Mais je comprendrais que cela ne passionne pas tout le monde, je suis certain que l'auteur en était conscient...
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