Mystery writer Mick Herron is strongly pushing for John le Carré’s vacancy as spy master

Two parts of Herron’s excellent series have been translated, and the third is already coming.

Novels

Mick Herron: Bone heads. Jackson Lamb 1 (Slow Horses). Finnish Ilkka Rekiaro. Crime Time. 399 s.

Mick Herron: Sleeping lions. Jackson Lamb 2 (Dead Lions). Finnish Ilkka Rekiaro. Crime Time. 415 s.

When British John le Carren (1931–2020) time as a writer came to an end, it felt as if emptiness rumbled at the top of spy novels. Would there be any equal champion to replace him?

No worries. At least the British Mick Herron (b. 1963) shows in his books that concern is somewhat futile: a new strong narrative is emerging.

As early as 2010, Herron kicked off the Jackson Lamb series, which has risen at a tremendous pace after a small cough. There are tens of parts, and novel prizes have been scrapped.

 

 

The first parts of the series Bone heads and Sleeping lions has been translated – and more translations are coming soon.

Brittien the secret service has an MI5 department responsible for internal security. Right or wrong, Cold War agent battles have gripped this institution with legendary gold nuggets. The main characters created by Herron also belong to MI5, but a group of throwing bags that has preserved dwarfs that have been tyrannical in more responsible missions.

The group’s boss is Jackson Lamb, a probing guy, yet a core spy. Lamb has a past.

Bone heads presents a group, a handful of these unfortunate “bone heads”. Everyone carries their human torment.

The start of the story takes a while, but not for a long time, and soon more and more contradictory patterns start to push into sight. Mick Herron masters the hints and thunders, the fuzzy tangle of intrigue and fear, the innermost horror of all intelligence work. Lecarrema’s deep breathing is perceptible — not imitating, but in Herron’s own style.

Group to undo the kidnapping of political tones. Someone has more information than anyone else, no one in the picture, and the champion gang at Regent’s Park at MI5’s headquarters gets entangled in the game with its own interests. And if something goes wrong, the blackbird mustn’t be found in his own hand.

The intelligence departments have always rubbed and crammed each other, and Herron describes the cliché deliciously.

The Jackson Lamb second moves its predecessor closer to the international spy arena. Ancient loyalty and addiction, dormant cells. “When lions yawn, that doesn’t mean they’re tired. That means they wake up. ”

Of course, no one can answer where and how many agents can be activated when the situation demands. The codeword is heaps, insects, one subspecies of which, after digging into the ground, may rise to sing even after a break of 17 years.

Sleeping lions the still life actually turns out to be dangerously apocalyptic. As Lamb speaks to the man of the other party he identified, “they never knew when the puck would spin again and the world would return to its former state. Both of them knew what it meant to ‘their former’. The Cold War was a natural situation. ”

The lions tend to present sleeping, without moving the ground, doing nothing. When is it time for them to wake up to action?

The climax of the novel, the 9/11 cheap version, is forgivable. Otherwise, the story is a slow-acting stimulant. Ilkka Rekiaro translate into the spirit appropriately.

Even if Mick Herron had already published this spy novel in 2013, the vistas it tuned in were not accidental. The elements still existed, awaiting their actualization. Today they are here.

By Editor

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