Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Reading List
And yet another dour Swede, this one a master of plotting. Sort of a cross between Joseph Wambaugh and Graham Greene, with a little LeCarre thrown in. Difficult and dense, but quite good, and in its way much more caustic about the fatherland than any of the others I've read. It's interesting that two of the four dour Swedes I've read recently hint around at Olof Palme's early connection to the CIA (as opposed to the KGB, which is the more popular belief). Sadly, this is Persson's only book in English translation. I love his characters and would like to read more.
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