
So how does it survive this possibly awkward transmutation? The answer, in short, is extremely well. David Hewson – the author of more than a dozen detective novels set in Italy and with no need to stoop to anything too hurriedly commercial – has taken what was television gold and turned it into literary gold. Indeed, he has done it so well that his book is now being translated and readied for publication in Danish. He has kept the gloomy Scandi atmosphere we all seem to love, and his writing – with a few early exceptions, and repeated references to Lund’s eyes being “lustrous” (twice), “shining”, “staring”, “interesting”, “interested”, and just “large” – is taut: “Back in their office. An empty pack of crisps on ...
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