Here’s another one for RIP XVI!
Best-selling author Roger Koponen is appearing on the other side of the country when his wife Maria is murdered and posed in a black evening gown with a gruesome smile. When Jessica Niemi’s department has him driven home by a police officer, the car is later found burnt out with two dead bodies inside. While the team is beginning to believe that the murders are connected to Koponen’s books, two more women in black evening dresses are found, one under the ice in the lake behind Koponen’s house and one popping up from the hole, alive but barely. All of the women look a lot like Jessica.
I am not sure what attracted me to this book, possibly its setting in Finland, but it is just terrible. Let me count the ways:
- The main character (Jessica) is a millionaire who hides her wealth by pretending to live in a barely furnished studio apartment while actually living in a large apartment next door. How ridiculous is that?
- The characters, including Jessica, are completely flat. They have traits, not personalities. Some of them don’t even have those.
- The reason behind the string of crimes seems to have nothing to do with the bizarre crimes themselves. A manifesto is mentioned but never explained.
- The interactions between the teams are stunningly unprofessional, and often conversational exchanges don’t make much sense. What a person replies doesn’t always seem to have anything to do with what was said to him or her.
- The actual investigation seems haphazard and is unconvincing.
- Much space is devoted to a summer in Murano when Jessica is 19. It has nothing to do with anything.
- The writing or translation (or both) is mediocre and full of clichés. Some turns of phrase are odd and not idiomatic.
- The whole plot is overcomplicated and just plain silly.
- The blurb on the back of the book both misinterprets and overly reveals the plot.
- Jessica hardly does anything.
- The big thriller climax is resolved by Jessica waking up in a hospital. The end.