Perfect book to read on a winter night by the fireplace when everybody has gone to bed. It helped there was no snow in Lisbon, so I was just agreeably scared and not freaked out by the possibility of someone building a snowman in my yard. I’ll never look at snowmen in the same way again.
This was my first Jo Nesbø and I was hooked by the twists and turns, red herrings and shocking revelations. The scenes made from the killer or victims’ POV were ridiculously vivid and suspenseful and that last scene – I was holding my breath (looking forward to Scorsese’s take on it).
Also, it was refreshing to read a crime novel that’s not set in London or a major US city. Nesbø’s Oslo in the winter was dark, silent, isolated and oh-so creepy, perfect for a book like this.
Although the author didn’t bothered too much with hiding who the real killer was, some creative details made this book stand out from other thrillers, like (no spoilers) the first chapter revelation, or the end scene about the mold (didn’t you think it was like an end-of-credits trailer?)
That being said, I wish Harry Hole was a more original character and didn’t fit so well into the embittered, drunk, loose-cannon, Neil Young-loving detective trope.
I don’t think I will religiously follow the series, but I know at some point I’ll crave for a read just like The Snowman.
Other thoughts (yes, I was the last person in the world to read this): Rhapsody in Books, Leeswammes, Reading on a Rainy Day, Beth’s Book Nook, Walk with a Book, A Book Sanctuary, Crime Scraps, Farm Lane Books, Literary Housewife, Winston’s Dad, Book Chatter, Book Chase, RA for All, Dot Scribbles, You’ve GOTTA Read This, Stargazerpuj’s Book Blog, Page 247, Mysteries Paradise, On My Bookshelf, Back to Books (yours?)
Read for Book Riot’s Read Harder Challenge:
“A book that was originally published in another language“