A review by jeffrossbooks
The Black Box by Michael Connelly

3.0

I loved Nine Dragons. Somehow I have forgotten what The Drop was about. And this one feels a bit forgettable as well. I like that Connelly tries different things each time with his Bosch books, but this one lacks the depth of many of the previous in the series. There's a whole section where Bosch hangs out with his daughter and they go to a shooting range and the same ideas come back again and again, and yet they don't seem connected anywhere. It truly feels as if we just follow Bosch around for a few days while he pisses people off and gets engrossed in this crime. And yet we never really know how he is feeling about the case.
I recently finished Winslow's Savages and Kings of Cool, and though these books use a real screenplay type style, I still knew what the characters were feeling and thinking. It also felt as if there was a lot of space here for Connelly to examine Bosch in his declining years. Yet he doesn't. Bosch wears reading glasses, has some aches and pains, but...
I will read the next Connelly. I will always read the next Connelly, but I do hope he looks back on some of his earlier books and seeks that style out again.