Amazon Review
Louise Penny has long been turning out some of the most adroitly written crime fiction in the genre (gleaning a slew of awards in the process), and her well-honed skills are once again to the fore in
The Cruellest Month, another sterling entry in the series with her doughty copper, C.I. Gamache of the Sûreté du Quebec.
Once again the Canadian locales are vividly evoked: in the pretty town of Three Pines, its spring and spirits are high. But this is crime fiction, and there is (as aficionados know) always a skull beneath the skin. Beneath the surface, destabilising secrets fester. A séance in a crumbling deserted house has had disastrous results, with one of the participants apparently frightened to death. C.I. Gamache, stalwart of the Quebecois Sûreté, is handling the case, but there are corollary distractions for his assignment: one of his team is about throw a heavy spanner into the works one that my destroy Gamache (but which member of the tem is it?). And there are things that even the detective himself is keeping clandestine.
In a limpid, but subtly poetic style (the T S Eliot reference in the title is à propos), Louise Penny charts her narrative with the kind of quiet assurance that has so pleased readers in such previous books as Still Life and Dead Cold, and a particular pleasure is afforded here by the deeper personal involvement of Gamache in the narrative (as ever he is drawn in a satisfyingly multi-faceted fashion). The atmosphere of deferred revenge and incipient death is pleasurably unsettling. --Barry Forshaw
--This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.
Review
'[Penny is] perhaps the deftest talent to arrive since Minette Walters' Kirkus
(Kirkus 20080101)