Grupp Krilon was somewhat of a strange read. In parts, it was brilliant, mesmerizing, beautifully written and daring. However, in other parts - specifically in the beginning of the book - it was slow, overly/unnecessarily detailed and, to be frank, somewhat boring. For instance, in the first chapter there is roughly three pages regarding the characteristics of the main character's, Johannes Krilon, eyes.
Notwithstanding that, once I got into the book, I found it quite fascinating and interesting. The book takes place during the second world war, and heavily criticizes the Swedish politics of neutrality. Sometimes explicitly, but mostly hidden between a thin veil of metaphors. Unfortunately I know far to little about this time in Swedish history to fully grasp and appreciate it's daringness, but I understand that it was a big deal and that Grupp Krilon is a prime example of literature being used not only as a source entertainment, but also to comment on current events and as a way to criticize power.
The language used by Johnson is pompous, bordering at pretentious, while still being relatively easy to grasp. I enjoyed it a lot, although I sometimes found it a bit too lengthy. In my opinion, Grupp Krilon could probably be decreased by 10-20 per cent without in any way affecting my enjoyment of the book in any negative way.
Overall, a smart and daring book which I found surprisingly enjoyable. I will most likely give the second book in the series - Krilon's resa - a chance in the not so distant future.