The Girl in the Spider’s Web

The famous Swedish scientist Professor Balder contacts the crusading journalist Mikael Blomkvist, dedicated to exposing corruption and abuse, but within hours he is murdered and Blomkvist finds himself in the centre of the police investigation. The genius hacker Lisbeth Salander is hot on the trail of the cyber criminals who threatened Balder.

As I am musing over a completely different book which focuses on Stieg Larsson and his lost files relating to the assassination of the Swedish prime minister Olof Palme (review of Jan Stocklassa’s The Man Who Played With Fire to follow) my thoughts go back to reading the first of a ‘new’ Millennium novels written by someone other than the original creator of the now legendary Lisbeth Slander fighting right-wing villains.

The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, The Girl Who Played with Fire and The Girl Who Kicked Hornets’ Nest were reissued by MacLehose Press in June 2015, ahead of publishing Lagercrantz’s book in August the same year.

Following overexcited publicity, rumours and secrecy surrounding translation and publication of The Girl In The Spider’s Web I was hoping that aside from creating the outrage that David Lagercrantz took on the iconic modern-day super-heroine, that the novel will live up to the expectations of Lisbeth Salander’s fans. And thanks Odin (Norse mythology), it’s a good story. In fact, it’s really great, especially if you don’t compare it with Larsson’s legacy which is in a different world / era – which I won’t.

The premise is relatively modest. A renowned Swedish scientist Professor Frans Balder returned from America to his homeland. Living like a recluse, he has recently started caring for his autistic eight-year-old son August and recognises that the boy is a savant, with extraordinary mathematical and artistic skills. Balder fears for his life, after his computers have been hacked by a dangerous group called Spiders, headed by Thanos (supervillain of Marvel Comics origin), yet he refused protection offered by the secret police Säpo. One night he deletes years of his Artificial Intelligence research and contacts the uncompromising investigative journalist Mikael Blomkvist who is currently stuck in a professional rut. A couple of hours later the professor is murdered.

Blomkvist also finds out that a genius female hacker has been in touch with Balder, aside from breaking into the most secure computer systems of the American National Security Agency. That could only be ‘Wasp’ (comic book superhero): Lisbeth Salander. She is following her own agenda, tracking her vicious powerful twin sister. Salander’s character seems to take the centre stage, and she is as Larsson’s original creation as I can remember. At first Blomkvist appears more as her sidekick – though those roles evolve naturally as the investigation into the murder progresses. Full of contradictions, Salander is the fighter for justice: especially for the abused women and children. She’s ruthless and merciless yet compassionate, breaking every possible rule, and I want her to succeed. And so does Blomkvist.

David Lagercrantz signs copies of The Girl… in London

The first half of the book concentrated on laying the foundations and delivering a sophisticated tractate on the AI concept, explaining the most intricate details of the cyber world/ underworld security, and painting a political and business backdrop for the troubled Millennium magazine. And then suddenly it takes off! I couldn’t read fast enough from the point when Blomkvist realises that the exquisite yet unsettling drawings found at the murder scene are in fact drawn by August, a witness to his father’s murder. It was like a slow climb up the ski slope in preparation for the longest ever ski flying in the air where you cannot get out for the fear of missing out while being targeted by the cyber and real criminals at the same time. Lagercrantz’s brilliant craftsmanship is visible in characterisation and plotting narrative of the novel, translated masterfully by George Goulding who not only conveyed the atmosphere of this thriller but also managed to make the mind-boggling (for me) issues of cyber espionage and the mathematical algorithms understandable. The Girl in the Spider’s Web, fast and pacey, violent and intelligent, is a worthy successor to the original trilogy.

Reykjavikin Murtomies / Cold Steal by Quentin Bates

Spot the ‘odd’ one out

I am sure you have heard of Quentin Bates in one or all his guises: journalist, translator, writer and one of the founders of IcelandNoir crime fiction festival. Immersed in Icelandic culture and nature Bates effortlessly brings various aspects of this fascinating country to English readers as he translates technical texts, classics (Gudlaugur Arason’s Bowline and Indriði G. Thorsteinsson’s Cab 79) and crime fiction. Thanks to him we are lucky to read Ragnar Jónasson’s atmospheric Dark Iceland series consisting of Snowblind, Nightblind, Blackout, Rupture and Whiteout, and Lilja Sigurdardottir’s stunning Reykjavik Noir trilogy: Snare, Trap, Cage.

However, I want to draw your attention to his own series of novels set in and around Reykjavik, featuring Officer Gunnhildur Gísladóttir, also known as Gunna, the no-nonsense down-to-earth detective with excellent skills, solid experience and a dry sense of humour. Gunna featured in Frozen Out / Assets, Cold Comfort, Chilled to the Bone, Cold Steal, Summerchill, Thin Ice, Winterlude and Cold Breath. Here are my earlier reviews of Cold Breath via Crime Review pages and Summerchill via Euro Crime blog spot but of course I would encourage you to find out for yourself about Quentin Bates and read his books

And I have one copy of Reykjavikin Murtomies (Cold Steal) translated by Raimo Salokangas into Finnish and recently published in Finland by Blue Moon.

A successful housebreaker who leaves no traces and no clues as he strips Reykjavík homes of their valuables has been a thorn in the police’s side for months. But when one night the thief breaks into the wrong house, he finds himself caught in a trap as the stakes are raised far beyond anything he could have imagined. Gunnhildur Gísladóttir of the Reykjavík police finds herself frustrated at every  turn as she searches for a victim who has vanished from the scene of the crime, and wonders if it could be linked to the murders of two businessmen with dubious reputations that her bosses are warning her to keep clear of.

I will be more than happy to send Reykjavikin Murtomies to one Finn based in the UK in return for telling me why they should have this book, and then spreading the word. In Finnish, English, Icelandic or any other language.

Happy 105th Birthday, Tove!

It was a lovely warm Saturday evening of 9th August 2014 when my mum Krystyna Konecka and me were wandering around the old Hietaniemi Cemetery in Helsinki. Nothing sinister. Just a visit to the grave of an incredible woman Tove Marika Jansson to pay our respects and to leave some flowers.

I could talk for hours about the inspirational and exceptional fine artist and writer who had found international fame and was mostly known for creating the magical Moomin trolls. Instead I would like to invite you to read my earlier post charting our ‘pilgrimage’ to Finland five years ago. It was published on the NordicNoir blog:

and our conversation (in Polish) about Scandinavian fascinations, Moomins and Tove Jansson, from the pages of the Polish Literary and Art e-magazine

Hyvää syntymäpäivää!

The Ninth Step

Ingvi Þór Kormáksson works as a librarian in Reykjavik’s City Library and is well known as a musician and a songwriter, with eleven albums to his credit, and more than 160 of his compositions recorded by various artists, and featuring jazz, bossanova, blues, samba rhythms with occasional folk music traditions. His passion for literature and music are clearly depicted in his writing as he includes details, moods and snippets of musical information that would have been familiar to many Icelanders who had paid special attention to new styles coming to their country.

In 2009, his short story Hlidarspor / Sidetracked won the 2009 Gaddakylfa (`Mace’), an award given by the Icelandic Crime Fiction Association for the year’s best crime fiction story. That was the sixth time that Mace was awarded. Following year, the story was published in his first book, collection of fifteen short stories called Raddir ur fjarlaegd / Voices in the Distance, focusing on tales of the everyday life, often revisiting the past.

I had an opportunity to listen to the author discussing his writing at the first panel of the international IcelandNoir crime fiction festival in Reykjavik in 2016, where the writer, translator and festival co-founder Quentin Bates introduced the Icelandic authors whose books haven’t been translated into English yet. Ingvi Thor Kormáksson discussed literary things with Óskar Guðmundsson, Hildur Sif Thorarensen and Kristján Atli Ragnarsson. Since then The Ninth Step by Ingvi Þór Kormáksson in Larissa Kyzer’s English translation has finally appeared. It is an interesting dark novel, full of angry undertones, regret but also understanding and sensitivity, and deep desire to belong.

As a tale of forgiveness and vengeance The Ninth Step explores the emotional and physical extremes in relation to taking revenge on tormentors decades later. Hurt and humiliation had profound lasting effect not only on two boys but in a twisty horrendous way had damaged lives of other people, too. Conversation of two recovering alcoholics, probably in their forties, punctuated by musings and memories, allows for setting of social background and brining flashbacks explaining some of the has been happening.

The unnamed narrator reflects on his life, relatively carefree childhood in a small fishing village on the western coast of Iceland, in the shadow and presence of a magnificent glacier. He weaves recollections of reality of harsh but simple existence in stunning location, the impact of powerful scenery in the Snæfellsnes Peninsula and contrasting urban rock’n’roll years. The paths of Egill, the novel’s main character, and of the narrator cross as these two men had known each other as teens. For some reason Egill must confide in his old friend, especially as recent events weigh heavily on his heart and consciousness.

As a young man Egill spent his time playing, singing, drinking and trying to work out where he had belonged in a changing social landscape of Iceland. He tried his luck while living and playing music in Sweden which he has later abandoned, leaving his girlfriend and their young son. Jobs in fish factories in Faroe Islands didn’t bring much satisfaction. Return to Iceland resulted in a daily struggle just to survive, mostly on a strong cocktail of alcohol and drugs. His health declining, depression taking hold, and self-contempt overwhelming. ‘My life reminded me of a manuscript from which whole chapters have been lost.’ Yet something hidden in the depths of his psyche, something very traumatic, had forced him to seek professional help and go to rehab. And then he had found love. But what he wants to describe during an uncomfortable conversation is the growing suspicion that the tragic accidental death of his girlfriend, and then further mysterious deaths might be linked though police doesn’t think so. Pressure builds up as the ostensibly unrelated victims are connected to him.

His story appears disjointed which is no surprise as he still reels from the most fresh events, and harbours doubts and suspicions that might seriously implicate him. The narration moves between time frames and different persons who got caught up in situations, sometimes unconsciously. This stylistic method suits the confessional approach of the book.

The narrator states his opinion on misapplication of the ninth step, an important part of the alcoholics’ journey to recovery: ‘Egill mastered his courage and tried to atone, to confess, but it backfired. The twelve steps must be taken with care and you’ve got to weight and evaluate the circumstances in each instance – whether there’s a good enough reason to embark upon them even though you might think that you’re prepared to go through that sort of confessional process’. However, readers know nothing of his own battle with alcohol, apart early memories of teenage drinking, and again cannot judge the circumstances and consequences.

Through pulling the strands of experiences told from several perspectives Ingvi Þór Kormáksson’s novel comes to a poignant unexpected finale which leaves the big unanswered question in its wake. Is it possible to atone for an awful act of violence and be forgiven for inexcusable actions? Does it help to understand motives, reasons, personal pain? Can blind following of the process save your own soul and sanity? Read tense The Ninth Step to make up your mind.

Snæfellsnes Peninsula 

KrimFestivalen – Norwegian crime fiction heaven

Meeting of the Norwegian and Swedish masters: Arne Dahl, Stefan Ahnhem, Gunnar Staalesen and Jørn Lier Horst
The wall of fame
Typisk svensk: Arne Dahl, Viveca Sten, Martin Österdahl and Camilla Läckberg

Urban Noir panel: Aslak Nore, Ruth Lillegraven, Stefan Ahnhem and Elisabeth Norebäck

#KrimFestivalen in wonderful #Oslo: 65 writers (20 from outside Norway), 50 events between 21st and 23rd March 2019. In attendance were the stalwarts of Scandinavian crime fiction and writers who are on their way to world fame. I won’t list all but here are the names of some of my literary heroes from Norway: Gunnar Staalesen, Torkil Damhaug, Anne Holt, Jørn Lier Horst, Kjell Ola Dahl, Thomas Enger, and Hans Olav Lahlum, and from Sweden: Arne Dahl, Stefan Ahnhem, Camilla Grebe, Camilla Läckberg, Anders de la Motte and Viveca Sten. I feel quite privileged knowing that I have read their books and discovered their distinctive styles of writing, and looking at the world and society through the prism of own unique creativity.

I had a pleasure to attend only a handful of events and it was fun. Hence a snapshot, rather than a full report. The eighth crime fiction festival organised by the publishing house Cappelen Damm was a huge success, attended by crowds of all those who have one thing on their minds. Livestream of all panels ensured that everybody had to chance to see and hear the conversations, never missing a witty remark, a good joke or an insightful comment. Readers and writers mingled together. Very relaxed atmosphere and plenty to talk about; coffee and sale of books in English and Scandinavian languages.

Crime scene

Torkil Damhaug, delighted to be appointed this year’s festival author, gave an eloquent opening speech the three-day extravaganza. He referred to another author’s comments: ‘The crime fiction literature shamelessly exploits what many would say are the man’s worst sides, our hunger for the grotesque, the macabre, for witnessing violence and atrocities, preferably those committed against the weakest and most unprotected among us.’

In Damhaug’s opinion the crime writers are the world’s kindest people: polite, friendly; they never talk badly about colleagues, never boast, never gossip, never envy. They are extremely law-abiding: ‘If you enter the police criminal records, you will not find a single crime writer. Not so much as a speeding. If you see a group of people walking across the street on red light, the one that remains – yes, you’re guessing right – is the crime writer.’

In this spirit of kindness the overjoyed CJ Tudor, the British female Stephen King, was awarded the Golden Bullet for the Best Translated Crime Fiction for the Chalk Man / Krittmannen, translated into Norwegian by Guro Dimmen. The book was sold to 39 countries before it was even published. The Gullkulen 2019 jury stated that Norwegian publishers are quick to capture quality strong novels from many parts of the world, and the winner was certainly in the league of its own.

The Golden Bullet / Gullkulen award

During two sparkling English-speaking panels the authors talked about creative process and the current affairs affecting their writing choices, concepts, ideas. Thirty minutes allocated for each panel seemed too short and audience wanted more. But without sticking to the programme there would be no opportunity to see and hear all.

Araminta Hall, CJ Tudor and Lisa Jewell discussed writing from a male perspective which often feels right and relevant for a certain story; social and main stream media attitudes to women and #metoo issues which are still present around us and the fact that women are constantly judged, especially by the British press. However, the authors feel there is hope that the world is slowly changing, and the next generation of girls won’t have to go through this.

Lisa Jewell, CJ Tudor and Araminta Hall

Inspiration and influences were hot topics for the international group consisting of Yrsa Sigurðardóttir, Lisa Gardner, Joseph Knox and Robert Dugoni. The Icelandic Queen of Crime, the civil engineer Sigurðardóttir considers that plotting a fictional crime is nothing compared to building a power station. Dugoni studied law to get over a fear but wanted to be a storyteller. The American suspense novelist Gardner said that each novel has its own challenges, including deciding on levels of detail in the books, while Knox feels he is currently facing the ‘second book syndrome’ while working on his third book.

Norwegian editions of books by Robert Dugoni, Joseph Knox, Lisa Gardner and Yrsa Sigurðardóttir,


Joseph Knox, Robert Dugoni, Lisa Gardner and Yrsa Sigurdardottir

Some of the events have been held in other locations such as bookshops. At Norli krimkafé four countries were represented: UK – CJ Tudor, Iceland – Yrsa Sigurðardóttir, Denmark – Anne Mette Hancock, and Sweden – Mattias Edvardsson. Each author was introduced to the public, and the chats were conducted in English and as well as in Danish / Swedish – Norwegian. What I really love is the ease with which Scandinavians can have conversation in own languages and understand each other.

Yrsa Sigurðardóttir
CJ Tudor


Anne Mette Hancock

Mattias Edvardsson

A special treat was arranged for the fans of Jørn Lier Horst’s excellent writing. It was an exclusive premiere of the first episode of the new ten-part TV drama series Wisting, based on his first two books The Hunting Dogs and The Caveman. Sven Nordin of Valkyrien, Blue Eyes and Lilyhammer fame, to name just some, took on the part of the Larvik police inspector William Wisting, in pursuit of an American serial killer. Meanwhile his daughter Line, a young investigative journalist, follows previous case which leads her into the killer’s path. In Norway the series will start on Viaplay and TV3 on 11 April; however, no news yet about a future date to air in the UK. Meanwhile those who are not familiar could (and should) read several novels by Lier Horst, the former Senior Investigating Officer at Vestfold Police district.

With Jørn Lier Horst after the premier of the first episode of Wisting

I must return to Oslo next year. In a meantime it’s back to the varied, inspirational and gripping books.

Hi, hei, hej, hæ!

I've been happy writing for other online pages and loved collaboration and a sense of shared interests. However, now I feel I would like to gather my previous book reviews, posts about various events and cultural musings in one place. I will reblog some older things with full credit to where they have appeared before - and will keep contributing, as well as adding new content that would fit better here, to spread the Nordic / Scandinavian word of literature, culture and interesting facts.

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