A reviewer of Flann O'Brien's 'Third Policeman' claimed that O'Brien fans would love Rankin, but that Rankin fans would merely be interested in O'Brien - or words to that effect. I can see where this is coming from - the Rankin style, replete with bizarre inventions and crazy goings-on in an otherwise normal world, is so close to O'Brien's as to be considered a bed-partner. However, the two are not to be confused. 'Triangle' is a truly cracking yarn, with some wonderfully developed characters and a crisp control of narrative rhythm. The dialogue is exquisite, each line seemingly laden with delicious fruits of wordsmithery. Indeed, Rankin provides such an entertaining read that I'm astonished he's not better known - where's the promotion?! I would heartily recommend The Brentford Triangle to anyone who wants to become immersed in a world of gothic tomfoolery. That said, my ultimate loyalty still remains with O'Brien. The stupendous twist at the end of 'Policeman', along with the existential questions it poses, is the kind of thing entirely lacking in Rankin's work.