The woman in green, Arnaldur Indridason
Martine Convers, of the Garin bookstore, Chambéry, advises us to read this Icelandic polar, cold, adventurous and whose intrigues intermingle.
Often, we distinguish novel black (where the dark, glaucous, deleterious, sticky or distressing atmosphere is novel policeman (where the resolution of a crime, theft or murder is paramount).
In the last book ofArnaldur Indridasonthis opposition disappears: the reader is plunged into the strange atmosphere of an unknown Iceland, where the secrets are the image of those days that never cease to be dull. His characters, and especially their anguish, their fears and their wounds, are at the center of a story that is twofold. Two intrigues (one current and the other taking place during the second world war) will meet in an unexpected end.
In a construction site in the suburbs of Reykjavik, children discover playing a buried skeleton. Three cops are dispatched on the spot. We thus find the team of "The city of jars", the previous opus of Indridason, led by Commissioner Erlendur. Sad, jaded, entangled in his personal problems and anxious for his drifting daughter, this one will have, to solve this investigation, to look at its own history and those of its two acolytes, Elinborg and Sigurdur Oli. Around these three characters, amazing fates intersect, made of pain and lost love.
"The woman in green" is a real novel policeman, an authentic novel black and a human adventure that will keep you going for a long time. A universe to discover urgently to see that the current gray is only illusion compared to that of Iceland Indridason.
The woman in green, Arnaldur Indridason (Editions Métailié, 18?)
Martine Convers works at the Garin bookstore, boulevard du Théâtre, 73000 Chambéry
