I read a review of a book later in this series recently and liked the sound of it and so , as is my wont, I went back to the beginning of the series.I enjoyed the book very much and in reading it found that I learnt things about the divisions of the French police and what the responsibilities wer...
The first book in the series was in the box of books at one of my bookclubs when I first joined it. It was a favourite but I'd forgotten about it until it was mentioned at a recent meeting. So it was with delight that I discovered a couple more in the series at the local library. Some of the nost...
Writing is formulaic. Pro: One gets a good idea of life in a small French town. Descriptions of meals, countryside, relationships.Con: Brono, the protagonist and police chief of the town (and only policeman) can do no wrong. He reminds me of the protagonist in Dick Francis' novels. Also, since he...
I keep reading these books in the hopes that one will tug at my heart the way that the Inspector Gamache novels did, but something always happens that diminishes my experience. This time, the end caused this book to lose one whole star. I'm sorry, I got through the foie gras stuff ok, but... Gigi...
Martin Walker's development of events and people in St Denis continues in masterly style. Although self-contained, The Resistance Man is best read in sequence, as the sixth of the Bruno series.Within the framework of a crime story, he author still finds room for serious exploration of human rel...
Basically 3 timelines: 15000 years ago, 1944, and the present. Major Manners has uncovered a stone with a painting on it reminiscent of the Lascaux paintings, but much smaller. After taking it to an auction house for evaluation, it goes missing. This is the story of how the painting came to be (1...
‘They used a kid to lure me away and they’ve taken Pierre,’ Karim shouted. ‘Bruno, you’ve got to get down here.’ ‘On my way, Karim, but who’s got him? Who is they?’ ‘Those jihadists. Rashida told them about Le Pavillon. Just get here.’ He rang off. Still in his jogging gear, Bruno ran to his Land...
The drive up the valley of the River Vézère was more than familiar, a landscape that never failed to please him even as some of the landmarks were personal. It was at that parking lot that the Spanish policeman’s car had exploded, and up on that cliff was the small cave of the Grotte du Sorcier w...
He seemed to have been waiting some time. Awed by the eminence of his visitor, he had a fresh haircut and wore an obviously new shirt and tie. Alongside him stood half a dozen members of the staff, some of them from the duplicate cave for the tourists that lay farther along the hillside. There we...