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Bezig met laden... Een kwestie van de laatste adem (1977)door Catherine Aird
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Meld je aan bij LibraryThing om erachter te komen of je dit boek goed zult vinden. Op dit moment geen Discussie gesprekken over dit boek. During a student-run sit in at a local university, a young student is found dying in the quad. His final words were heard by another student, but no one could figure out what he meant. Sloan is on hand to investigate, but it's an uphill battle with too many suspects and no apparent motive. Plus he's got his mind on the new baby expected at his home. This one didn't end as abruptly as the others, which was good. Recommended for those who like police procedurals & British series mysteries. geen besprekingen | voeg een bespreking toe
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In this thrilling crime novel by CWA Diamond Dagger winner Catherine Aird, a student's last words are all that Detective C. D. Sloan has to go on in his latest case There are rumblings throughout the campus of the University of Calleshire, talk of a sit-in, of revolt, of H? Chí Minh, of discontent. Malcolm Humbert has been expelled, and the students are livid. Meanwhile, the faculty is equally out of sorts--Hilda Linaker just wants to finish her treatise on Jane Austen, Bernard Watkinson is tired of dealing with the female students' vehement--and possibly dangerous--opinions, and Simon Mautby can't find a lab tech to help with his ecology experiments. When someone breaks into a dorm room, leaving behind little evidence but a single kernel of corn, it's time to call in the police. But no one--not the professors, the students, or even the great detective C. D. Sloan--could have predicted murder. A young woman finds a second-year student slumped against a cloister's column, covered in blood. Before he dies, he manages to breathe the words "twenty-six minutes." The brilliant and acerbic inspector C. D. Sloan, recently reunited with his assistant, Detective Constable Crosby, must connect a seemingly unrelated burglary to a senseless murder--with nothing more to go on than those eerie last words. Geen bibliotheekbeschrijvingen gevonden. |
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Part of the appeal for me is that this book, published in 1977, is set in a university where the students stage a sit-in in the University's admin building. I was at University in 1977 and we had a sit-in in our university's admin building so this brought back a lot of memories.
I was surprised to find, that even though I lived through this period, 'Parting Breath' read like a period piece. I think this is partly because, by 1977 the long-haired, radical, you-can't-the-children-of-the-revolution days had already been pushed aside by pogoing punks for whom anarchy was about the creative use of safety pins and the see-how-shocking-I-can-be use of expletives, and partly because it is written from the point of view of a generation for whom the war was a childhood memory.
I liked the beginning of the book, which poked a little fun at academic life in a redbrick university where the gap between the student body and the faculty was becoming a chasm but before the universities had prioritised return on capital on real estate investments over academic respectability and turned the faculty into disposable accessories.
As usual, I enjoyed Inspector Sloane's dry humour and the way he handles his less-than-competent DC and his on-another-planet boss.
But that wasn't enough to make the book work as well as its predecessors. The main problem here was the plot. Some elements of it were too transparent - I knew very early on how the killer was dressed on what weapon they'd used - and some parts were just too far-fetched to be satisfying. Perhaps because the plot was so weak, its exposition seemed clumsy and mechanical and soon became divorced from the academic setting that had initially made it interesting.
Oh well, in a series of twenty-five books you're bound to get a few that are like this - not so bad that I set it aside but not so good that I'll remember it in a couple of months' time.
This time, even Robin Bailey's excellent narration couldn't make the book fly but it still made it more interesting. ( )