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Over eighty million copies of Connelly’s books have sold worldwide and he has been translated into forty-five foreign languages. He has won the Edgar Award, Anthony Award, Macavity Award, Los Angeles Times Best Mystery/Thriller Award, Shamus Award, Dilys Award, Nero Award, Barry Award, Audie Award, Ridley Award, Maltese Falcon Award (Japan), .38 Caliber Award (France), Grand Prix Award (France), Premio Bancarella Award (Italy), and the Pepe Carvalho award (Spain) . He will be able to pull the trigger. In fact, his conversation reveals no ill effects at all from the shooting, unless his sense of satisfaction with the outcome of the incident—the suspect's death—should be deemed inappropriate’” StarWars.com: Hello there, General Kenobi. We've seen Clone Commander Obi-Wan in this series previously as a Walgreens exclusive. But this one appears to be sporting a new Photo Real deco and new armor from his appearance in The Clone Wars film and animated series. Why did you choose this particular version of Kenobi and why doesn't he come with a tiny tea cup?! Librarian Note: There is more than one author in the Goodreads' database with this name. See this thread for more information. A Fine Mist of Blood, 2012 - Harry Bosch Short Story, published in Mystery Writers of America Presents Vengeance(April 2012)
For Harry, it's often a pretty lonely road in a department that basically seems to be filled with self-serving cops and bureaucrats who are much less interested in serving justice than they are in achieving their own ends. For example, Harry's partner has a side career in real estate and makes it very clear that the real estate job is much more important to him than being a cop. All he wants to do is put in his twenty years, collect his pension, and go into real estate full time. And if one of his current jobs gets in the way of the other, more likely it will be the police work that suffers. Published in 1992, this is the book that introduced L.A.P.D. homicide detective, Harry Bosch. The series, which runs twenty-four books thus far, has remained strong throughout and is, almost certainly, the gold standard of modern police procedurals. The second one involves Harry doing something very stupid and later you realize that Connelly only had him do it for the sake of setting up a climactic scene near the end. Harry figures out the identity of an inside man in law enforcement while they’re staking out another potential bank robbery. The obvious and smart thing to do would be to play it cool, alert the other cops quietly and get some people working on bringing him in and trying to find out what he knows. Instead, Harry runs to a pay phone (Yet another dated element.) and calls the guy just so he can tell him that he knows. Why? There’s nothing to be gained, and all he’s done is warn the bad guy. Later, I realized that Connelly wanted Harry and this character to have a big final confrontation, and he needed to have the bad guy know that Harry was onto him. Rather than coming up with some clever plot point to make this happen, Connelly just has his hero go tell the bad guy for no reason whatsoever. Lazy. Very lazy. He speaks in terms of violence or the aspect of violence or the aspect of violence being an accepted part of his day-to-day life, for all of his life.Overall, while Harry Bosch is no Matt Scudder, I'd say it's not a bad series to break up my fantasy and sci-fi reads. We'll see if it follows the Spencer pattern of going downhill once Connelly achieves mass-market success. That said, it ended up being an entertaining read. Connelly can't help himself, and as the investigation heats up, the language becomes more complex to handle the demands of perception and action. It ended up pulling me through the dusty Dr. Seuss language into a complex web of conflict between Harry Bosch, his current supervisor, Internal Affairs, the FBI and a hidden killer. Although I felt sure some of the situations introduced were red herrings--and boy, was Bosch downright stupid a couple of times--I wasn't sure of where it would end up. I liked that there was some unpredictability, as so few mass-market books actually surprise me. The dark underpinnings of Bosch's meticulously crafted complex character start here - his disdain for authority; his unwillingness to fit the mould of the "police family"; the troubled nature of a psyche that is undoubtedly all too common in Vietnam veterans; his fear of surrendering to an unconditional love; the disturbing family history that began with his birth to a hooker who was subsequently murdered and his childhood travails at the hands of government agencies; the surprising extent of Bosch's visceral reaction to the murder of a street punk. Pathos is presented without pity or despair and Bosch emerges a very real and very human police officer indeed. StarWars.com: ARC Trooper Echo is breaking my heart. You captured a stunning likeness from the pre-Season 7 episodes of the animated series. How does this figure differ from the other Clone Troopers that have come before it in this line?
L.A. scenery: Connelly takes us from a murder scene in the Hollywood Reservoir to the runaway/hustling scene in Hollywood to an interrogation at Hollywood station. I loved the detail Connelly included about "the Slider," a modified chair that slopes just enough to push the subject's face right at his interrogators across the table and prevents him from getting comfortable. Another murder scene is set in a visitor tunnel at the Hollywood Bowl and the climax takes place in the sewer network under L.A. that will be familiar to fans of the '50s science fiction classic Them! in which giant atomic mutant ants built a nest under the city. Closing paragraph: Bosch hung the print in the hallway near his front door, and from time to time he would stop and study it when he came in, particularly from a weary day or night on the job. The painting never failed to fascinate him, or to evoke memories of Eleanor Wish. The darkness. The stark loneliness. The man sitting alone, his face turned to the shadows. I am that man, Harry Bosch would think each time he looked. Pues con Harry Bosch no he encontrado nada de eso. Tb decir que no soy ningún fiera del género. Ejemplos para que veáis mis gustos en el género y por ello si s podéis fiar o no de mis estrellas: Bosch was a "tunnel rat" In Viet Nam, a terrifying and claustrophobic job that has affected his personality, and the story here in part involves a fellow "rat" who gets killed, the FBI, a woman he kinda falls in love with (but don't get yr hopes up, romantics), a bank heist, police corruption, lies and deceit, the usual LAPD story.A couple of things drag it down a bit. First, this is the third Connelly novel I’ve read set in the ‘90s and like the other two, there’s something about his stuff that seems more dated than a Perry Como album. I think it’s because he obviously liked describing the cutting edge tech of the day like police computer databases that are practically antiques now, and the way he dwells on them makes you feel like you’re watching a T. Rex walk the earth. This is the first instalment in the extensive Harry Bosch series, and also happens to be the first one that I have read (or heard in this case). I really enjoyed it. After graduating in 1980, Connelly worked at newspapers in Daytona Beach and Fort Lauderdale, Florida, primarily specializing in the crime beat. In Fort Lauderdale he wrote about police and crime during the height of the murder and violence wave that rolled over South Florida during the so-called cocaine wars. In 1986, he and two other reporters spent several months interviewing survivors of a major airline crash. They wrote a magazine story on the crash and the survivors which was later short-listed for the Pulitzer Prize for feature writing. The magazine story also moved Connelly into the upper levels of journalism, landing him a job as a crime reporter for the Los Angeles Times, one of the largest papers in the country, and bringing him to the city of which his literary hero, Chandler, had written.
Anyhow, the odd thing about his book is that even though it’s got just about every cop thriller cliché you’ve ever heard of, it still works pretty well. It’s entertaining in a straight forward kind of way, and Harry’s gruff and grouchy persona is kind of refreshing since most cop/detectives are portrayed as unrelenting smart asses these days. Speechless. Mrs. Meunch, my ninth grade Advanced English teacher, would have emptied her pen of red ink had I turned in that paragraph. Dull, repetitive, uninteresting construction and description, as well as virtually meaningless in plot advancement. But here's where first impressions mislead: given that Connelly worked as a journalist, I didn't think his writing skills were that limited on purpose, and a sample chapter at the end of this book for his series starring a lawyer provided proof of a more sophisticated style. I suspect he was trying to echo both the staccato noir voice, as well as the neutral, progressive statements one might find in a police or medical report, that are supposed to be how things 'are' instead of with interpretation. It probably doesn't hurt that the style might also appeal to the mass market in digestibility.Michael Connelly displays his considerable skill immediately. As the detective on call, Bosch is summoned a reservoir where a junkie has overdosed in a three-foot-wide pipe. Immediately Connelly establishes character, mood, and a sense of scene. And he also understands the general rule concerning the use of coincidence: once per story and as close to the beginning as possible. Connelly breaks the former but the reader doesn’t mind. The second coincidence is to bypass the boredom inherent in routine investigation. The first is to establish a personal connection to the case for Bosch. He recognizes the victim as someone with whom he had served in Vietnam. Again, Connelly wisely has Bosch discover signs questioning the accidental OD before he discovers the identity of the corpse. Plus, get details on new additions to The Vintage Collection and a helmet that allows you to jump into a simulation of the Battle of Yavin and the Battle of Hoth. Suffice to say I learned a lot about tunnels in Vietnam and L.A. No wonder the world is full of sinkholes these days. I’ve also read about the people who hid in enormous underground cave systems during WWII, so I’m wondering how many levels of the planet we could actually be living on. I digress yet again. Star Wars fans and collectors can display this fully articulated 6-inch action figure featuring poseable head, arms, and legs, as well as premium deco, in their collections One cop's word against another's was something they wouldn't touch in this department. Deep down, they knew a cop's word by itself was worthless. That was why Internal Affairs cops always worked in pairs.”
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