If Connelly wanted to mic drop on his entire LA noir career — the intersection again of his sixth Mickey Haller (The Lincoln Lawyer) and eighteenth Harry Bosch — he could have done it right here. What’s so amazing about this series is the evolution: of his detective, of the city of Los Angeles, of the LAPD. At one point in the novel, Bosch stares down the barrel of a gun, and I actually thought Connelly was going to do it. To ice Harry, put […]
I Hear That Train A-Coming
These write-ups are steadfastly becoming less about the content and more about the building woe of the impending ending of the series. And as this is the last official City Watch/Ankh-Moorpork novel, as the final novel takes us to Lancre and The Chalk and Tiffany Aching, it really does feel like a finale. The only bright light on the horizon is the upcoming television series, The Watch, which will hopefully carry the legacy.
Beef. It’s What Your Face Is Made Of.
Wendig’s one of my favorite prolific authors, but the Mookie Pearl books aren’t my favorite. It’s his version of heaven and hell, with daemons living beneath the earth and digging their claws into mankind. Mookie’s an enforcer for a powerful family, who are part of the colored pigment drug trade, and he essentially rips the world asunder in the last book. In this sequel, he’s dealing with the consequences of all of that, trying to do right by his daughter. It’s a solid series, but […]
Elementary, My Dear Gunslinger
The sheer scope of this series alone is enough to be breathtaking. Sanderson has proposed it would be a trilogy of trilogies, the first of the Mistborn trilogies taking place in a medieval world where people have elemental based magic like Avatar or Butcher’s Codex Alera series. Then, he cranked out The Alloy of Law which takes place years later in a sort of 1880’s frontier era but with the same magic. It was only supposed to be one book, but he decided I’ll write a […]