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5.0 AVERAGE
5.0 AVERAGE
I feel I should start this review with an apology to the author - about two-thirds of the way through Fortunate Son I realised that a plot point early on had just.... disappeared.
I was slightly surprised by this, but a quick flick back confirmed what I feared.
Two pages later, a single sentence at the end of a paragraph had me grinning like an idiot and having a strong word with myself about ever doubting Caimh McDonnell.
Because, as any fan will tell you, he's got this.
Fortunate Son is now the eighth book in the Dublin "Trilogy", and this time round - and some years before the events of the past couple of books - Bunny McGarry finds himself in London, a stranger in an even stranger land, at the behest of his favourite nun.
A kid has gone missing, his mum is not well, and Bunny just has to find him and bring him home.
Just....
As with the other "Trilogy" books, McDonnell weaves a wonderful story full of laughs, edge of the seat thrills, cliffhangers, and in a fresh twist Elton john.
But this isn't 'just' another Bunny book. This is darker, almost shocking at one point, and provides some context for what drives the great detective in later/previous adventures (timey wimey wotnots).
McDonnell is still clearly at the top of his game and having as much fun writing these as we are having reading them.
He paints a London many of us will recognise, peppered with characters as colourful, warm, and engaging as we have met before.
It almost feels like a spin-off could appear at some point too...
I was slightly surprised by this, but a quick flick back confirmed what I feared.
Two pages later, a single sentence at the end of a paragraph had me grinning like an idiot and having a strong word with myself about ever doubting Caimh McDonnell.
Because, as any fan will tell you, he's got this.
Fortunate Son is now the eighth book in the Dublin "Trilogy", and this time round - and some years before the events of the past couple of books - Bunny McGarry finds himself in London, a stranger in an even stranger land, at the behest of his favourite nun.
A kid has gone missing, his mum is not well, and Bunny just has to find him and bring him home.
Just....
As with the other "Trilogy" books, McDonnell weaves a wonderful story full of laughs, edge of the seat thrills, cliffhangers, and in a fresh twist Elton john.
But this isn't 'just' another Bunny book. This is darker, almost shocking at one point, and provides some context for what drives the great detective in later/previous adventures (timey wimey wotnots).
McDonnell is still clearly at the top of his game and having as much fun writing these as we are having reading them.
He paints a London many of us will recognise, peppered with characters as colourful, warm, and engaging as we have met before.
It almost feels like a spin-off could appear at some point too...