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The first and last of Harry Hole
When
rachelmanija and
scioscribe went to Bouchercon without me this fall (I had health things going on that made a cancellation necessary) they very kindly sent me a large box of books, including free swag and books they picked up for me. Some of the free swag was a pair of books by Scandinoir author Jo Nesbø, one of the guests of honor at the con and author of the Harry Hole series: The Snowman and The Leopard were the specific ones. These were sent to me mostly because Rachel tried one of them and hated it, and included the following confidence-inspiring note from my bookish benefactors:
What kind of bullshit name is Harry Hole? Maybe it sounds better in Norwegian.
Tonight I decided to try them. What follows is adapted from my emails as I gradually gave up on Nesbø.
I started with The Snowman. Pretty soon I emailed Rachel and Scioscribe:
I read the first three pages of Snowman and I already hate it.
So naturally they wanted details.
The opening scene is just so offputting! Woman leaves her kid in the car and goes up to her - boyfriend? ex's? house for a booty call. But it's not the scenario specifically, it's just that there's so much ugh and squick in the way it's described. "She had already opened for him" when she's standing at the front door with all her clothes on. How do you think female genitalia works exactly, Nesbo? And unless I missed a part where she comes inside and closes the door (always possible, I was reading fast), she's feeling up the guy's dick through his pants while in full view of the kid in the car.
Nevertheless, I persevered, slogging through a couple more chapters in which the highlight was this typo:

It's a brand new language, Norwenglish!
(Rachel, when I sent this: "What is it with this book and breasts?")
Funny she should mention that. By now I had given up on The Snowman and moved on to The Leopard, which opens with:
a) a gruesome murder
followed by
b) a scene in which a female character is introduced by examining herself in detail in the mirror and thinking about how hot she is, as one does, particularly her small yet perfectly formed breasts, as you do
followed by
c) the reveal that Harry Hole is no longer an alcoholic detective in Norway; he quit and is now a drug addict living in a flophouse in Hong Kong and borrowing money from the triads to gamble with.
I have never cared less about a character hitting rock bottom.
Nesbø also really seems to like bizarre, overly complicated murders. But not in an interesting way! Just in a dumb and convoluted way.
In Snowman, the murderer builds a snowman on the lawn of the person he's going to kill before he kills them, and then buries some of their personal effects in the snowman afterwards. I'm sure there's some rationale, I didn't get far enough into the book to find out what it was, but as a serial killer's calling card, it's just so pointlessly risky and hard to take seriously; it's like having him pull on squeaky clown shoes. I cannot think of a single reason why, as a writer, one would decide to make this choice other than providing an excuse so that the book can have a sinister snowman on the cover.
The second book (of these two, it's the fifth or sixth chronologically) opens with a scene in which an imprisoned victim has had a complex spring-loaded mechanism stuffed into her mouth and is then left alone. It eventually kills her when she does the thing she was told not to do and pulls a string attached to it in an attempt to get it out, at which point it shoots her head full of needles. (I thought it was a grenade, which honestly would have made more sense.)
I looked the series up on Wikipedia to find out about the general series trajectory, and apparently the protagonist remains a depressed alcoholic for 13 books. I know it's a genre staple, but c'mon, Hole, get it together.
Furthermore, I decided to check out the Amazon preview of the next-to-latest book because the description sounded genuinely interesting (he wakes up after a drunken blackout covered in blood, which plunges him into his most dangerous case yet, or words to that effect). Sounds interesting! Solving a drunken blackout mystery!
It turns out that there is approximately 10 seconds of mystery before a friend informs him that the blood is due to the fact that he got into a drunken bar fight the night before. The next half chapter is Hole trying to get friends to loan him money so he can buy more booze.
.... I think I'm done with Harry Hole.
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What kind of bullshit name is Harry Hole? Maybe it sounds better in Norwegian.
Tonight I decided to try them. What follows is adapted from my emails as I gradually gave up on Nesbø.
I started with The Snowman. Pretty soon I emailed Rachel and Scioscribe:
I read the first three pages of Snowman and I already hate it.
So naturally they wanted details.
The opening scene is just so offputting! Woman leaves her kid in the car and goes up to her - boyfriend? ex's? house for a booty call. But it's not the scenario specifically, it's just that there's so much ugh and squick in the way it's described. "She had already opened for him" when she's standing at the front door with all her clothes on. How do you think female genitalia works exactly, Nesbo? And unless I missed a part where she comes inside and closes the door (always possible, I was reading fast), she's feeling up the guy's dick through his pants while in full view of the kid in the car.
Nevertheless, I persevered, slogging through a couple more chapters in which the highlight was this typo:

It's a brand new language, Norwenglish!
(Rachel, when I sent this: "What is it with this book and breasts?")
Funny she should mention that. By now I had given up on The Snowman and moved on to The Leopard, which opens with:
a) a gruesome murder
followed by
b) a scene in which a female character is introduced by examining herself in detail in the mirror and thinking about how hot she is, as one does, particularly her small yet perfectly formed breasts, as you do
followed by
c) the reveal that Harry Hole is no longer an alcoholic detective in Norway; he quit and is now a drug addict living in a flophouse in Hong Kong and borrowing money from the triads to gamble with.
I have never cared less about a character hitting rock bottom.
Nesbø also really seems to like bizarre, overly complicated murders. But not in an interesting way! Just in a dumb and convoluted way.
In Snowman, the murderer builds a snowman on the lawn of the person he's going to kill before he kills them, and then buries some of their personal effects in the snowman afterwards. I'm sure there's some rationale, I didn't get far enough into the book to find out what it was, but as a serial killer's calling card, it's just so pointlessly risky and hard to take seriously; it's like having him pull on squeaky clown shoes. I cannot think of a single reason why, as a writer, one would decide to make this choice other than providing an excuse so that the book can have a sinister snowman on the cover.
The second book (of these two, it's the fifth or sixth chronologically) opens with a scene in which an imprisoned victim has had a complex spring-loaded mechanism stuffed into her mouth and is then left alone. It eventually kills her when she does the thing she was told not to do and pulls a string attached to it in an attempt to get it out, at which point it shoots her head full of needles. (I thought it was a grenade, which honestly would have made more sense.)
I looked the series up on Wikipedia to find out about the general series trajectory, and apparently the protagonist remains a depressed alcoholic for 13 books. I know it's a genre staple, but c'mon, Hole, get it together.
Furthermore, I decided to check out the Amazon preview of the next-to-latest book because the description sounded genuinely interesting (he wakes up after a drunken blackout covered in blood, which plunges him into his most dangerous case yet, or words to that effect). Sounds interesting! Solving a drunken blackout mystery!
It turns out that there is approximately 10 seconds of mystery before a friend informs him that the blood is due to the fact that he got into a drunken bar fight the night before. The next half chapter is Hole trying to get friends to loan him money so he can buy more booze.
.... I think I'm done with Harry Hole.
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(Evidently it means "Hill" in Norwegian and is not that unusual. There are times, however, when it's worth it to let your foreign-rights publisher translate the name.)
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In all seriousness, what a deeply unpleasant... vibe towards women sdkgsg
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I laughed out loud and had to explain to
c) the reveal that Harry Hole is no longer an alcoholic detective in Norway; he quit and is now a drug addict living in a flophouse in Hong Kong and borrowing money from the triads to gamble with.
I am deeply disappointed in any neo-noir that can make this development boring.
It turns out that there is approximately 10 seconds of mystery before a friend informs him that the blood is due to the fact that he got into a drunken bar fight the night before. The next half chapter is Hole trying to get friends to loan him money so he can buy more booze.
Oh, my God.
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I am deeply disappointed in any neo-noir that can make this development boring.
Right??? I think the big issue here is that Nesbø failed to make me interested in Harry Hole even slightly. Although, to be fair, these are two books from the middle of the series, so maybe starting at the beginning would have helped. But I wasn't interested in the crimes either!
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Also, Norwenglish! Brilliant.
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And then I thought about it and realised they'd all been like that. So I ejected them from the house.
Edited to add: "more recently" was still about 4 years ago!
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The first rule of being Hole is: stop digging.
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This is amazing and you should be proud. :D
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I forget if the detailed description of the female protagonist's breasts in the mirror included lovingly analyzing her own nipples, but it probably did.
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Assume the officer in the icon is equally unimpressed, for good reason.
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D:!
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Wikipedia says "Hole" is pronounced "HOO-leh" for this character. I always wish I could learn pronunciations before having to guess or assume them; it took me years to mentally-pronounce Hermione correctly.
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HIS BOSS IS BARNEY MILLER OMG.
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Haha, oops, I completely misread that sentence! Though in my defense, there had been no previous mention of that character and there is no other mention of them anywhere else in that scene or in any other part of the book I'd read before I gave up ...
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So I think your decision to give up on Harry Hole is a good one. *g*