The Snowman
By Jo Nesbo
Alright, this is going to be short. This week's book was not my favorite. I picked it up way before Christmas. I thought my sweet Hubby was going to wrap it and put it under the tree. He didn't, and so I didn't start reading it until way after Christmas. Every time I picked it up I would read a few pages and then get distracted by something else to read and wouldn't pick this book up for a few more days or weeks. Contributing factors that were working against me were the following: it's the seventh book in the series (I know I super duper need to start looking if a book I'm going to read is in the middle of a series). The second factor was that the book is in Norway and a lot of the names got super confusing because they were names I have never heard of before. Along with all the names being hard to remember, they all started with the letter H. But I think I real problem that I had was that I couldn't relate to any of the characters. They were all royal poops. The plot was pretty boring until the last about two hundred pages, which since the book was five hundred pages that's quite a while into the book.
The book is about a serial killer that does some weird stuff, but really don't all killers? The book is a movie with Michael Fassbender and it's really the only reason someone might want to see the movie. Maybe the movie is way better than the book but I was not impressed, and I don't know why I keep reading mysteries because I always am disappointed in the end.
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