Rezension: Hallie Ephron: “There was an old woman”

Location: The most basic element of any New York story is its address. Hallie Ephron’s “There was an old woman” is a New York suspense story set in an extraordinary outer-borough neighborhood that will stay with readers long after other plot details fade away.

Rezension: Nele Neuhaus: “Snow White Must Die”

Nele Neuhaus has a flair for the ominous and the ornate. Her primary setting, the village of Altenhain, makes those secretive villages in Agatha Christie novels seem as harmless as a collection of gingerbread houses.

Rezension: Charles Robbins: “The Accomplice”

It gets us every time: The bedrock suspense plot features a guileless man or woman who becomes enmeshed in evil machinations beyond his or her ken. Our innocent must wise up quickly; the unsavory alternative is either to become a fall guy or to die.

Rezension: Benjamin Wood: “The Bellwether Revivals”

The plot of Benjamin Wood’s first novel, “The Bellwether Revivals,” is reminiscent of those horror flicks Jamie Lee Curtis used to star in back when she was known as the “scream queen,” rather than as the spokesperson for Activia yogurt and women’s regularity.

Rezension: Camilla Lackberg: “The Stonecutter”

It’s got to be something in the fjord water. Or maybe lingonberries are an unacknowledged superfood. How else to explain all the superlative Swedish crime writers who have swarmed into the mystery arena since the mid-1960s?

Rezension: Fuminori Nakamura: “The Thief”

“The Thief” is the first novel by 30-something Japanese wunderkind Fuminori Nakamura to be translated into English. Nakamura’s knees surely must be buckling already under the weight of the awards conferred upon him, including Japan’s shiniest literary trophy.

Rezension: Charles Todd: »The Confession«

An ingenious new mystery by Charles Todd. A deserted mansion, a lonely churchyard, a village frozen in time. Throw in a corpse or two and a dogged detective, and you have the outline for the traditional British mystery novel.

Rezension: Laura Lippman: »The Most Dangerous Thing«

Maybe »The most dangerous thing« isn’t the specter of bogeymen in the woods or old companions who can’t keep their mouths shut; maybe »The most dangerous thing« turns out to be the relentless passage of time.

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