I made my way through the first half of "Green Hell" thinking that Ken Bruen was going to deliver something truly powerful, memorable and emotionally devastating.
This book -- the 11th in Bruen's series about alcoholic private eye Jack Taylor -- is told from the point of view of a new character, Boru Kennedy. He's an American who comes to Ireland on scholarship and winds up befriending Jack and getting involved in his latest case, in which a professor seems to be the culprit in a series of brutal killings of young female students.
Truth be told, the "mysteries" and detective work are not the strong points of this series, and never have been. They are sometimes a bit flimsy.
These are not so much crime novels as they are stories in which crimes take place -- a point the author explicitly makes. The reason to read these books is Bruen's prose and the chance to get inside Taylor's head, enjoying his running commentary on the state of an Ireland he loves that seems to be forever changing from his own nostalgic ideal (which may or may not ever have really existed).
Throughout the first half, as Boru tells the story, he interviews a number of characters we have encountered throughout the series, with the intention of writing a book about Jack's life. I had the feeling that, finally, this was Bruen's exclamation point on the series -- an epitaph in which, after so many tragedies and bad judgment calls, Jack was to be allowed some kind of redemption.
Readers who have followed this series know that he's lost countless friends and loved ones, either to death or to alienation, often as the result of his own alcohol-fueled actions or decisions. Jack himself now walks with a permanent limp, needs a hearing aid, has had his teeth knocked out several times and has had a couple of fingers chopped off. It's become a bit like the Monty Python skit in which the knight keeps having limbs hacked off -- after a while it's just absurd. You don't see how this guy can keep going on.
As I got into the second half, the sense of promise I felt quickly dissolved. The book shifts back to Jack's normal first-person narration, and some unexpected (and, it seemed to me, arbitrary) plot twists provided plenty of violence -- particularly disturbing are some explicit scenes involving animal cruelty. The case is resolved despite Jack's involvement, not because of it. Some characters meet unfair and disturbing ends. Others just vanish, with their fates left unresolved.
The message, ultimately, seems to be that there are sometimes instances in life where there is no justice. I can only assume that holds true for readers too.
The first few books in this series were strong and compelling, but it seems to me that Jack has been living on borrowed time for at least five or six books now. The series has become increasingly surreal and bizarre -- in an earlier book, Jack encountered a guy who may actually be Satan. In this installment, he meets a guy in a bar who is an author of crime fiction that has been panned by the critics. Turns out this guy had been held prisoner in some South American country earlier in his life. These details seem to suggest that Bruen is now making himself a character in his own story. Touches like this are odd and ultimately distracting.
I thought "Green Hell" was going to be something special, but I came away disappointed. Jack really should have died long ago, probably at his own hand, as a result of the violence and chaos that have shattered not only his life but those of the people closest to him. Far from being his Reichenbach Falls, this story is just another arbitrary excursion into weirdness and violence. If this series is to continue, I'd suggest a dramatic change of pace. Why not transplant Jack to America, an idea we've been teased with in previous books but it's never actually happened. That's a trip I'd be interested in taking.