Commissario Brunetti from Venice or perhaps Marshal Guarnaccia from Florence are known in this country, Sarti Antonio Bologna, however little. This is a shame, because Commissioner Sarti is an upright man without theatrical Macken, who knows his city very well and love without reason to make any illusions. In keeping with the holiday destination I took the long train ride to one of the few of Loriano Macchiavelli's Sarti thrillers, which in German present: the walls of Bologna . Machiavelli, as much as it soon becomes clear, is not content to tell a story. He lets his exceptionally garrulous narrator that is to your heart talk with the reader and even whisper to his main character occasionally one or another idea. This is slightly pretentious, sure, but it gives the book those social and political base, without which the crime was just a simple detective story.
A mysterious dead man who is at the north-lock Battiferro the city washed, and raided the city police against the illegal African junk seller under the arcades, in which on second glance, something is not quite the two starting points of the story. That and how they are dealing with each other, determined Sarti laborious and often unpleasant way: He has to go down that is repeatedly in the darkest night in the rudimentary but effective network of rivers and canals which Bologna runs through now but almost continuously covered and more or less forgotten is [1] . Over time, it turns out that the wanted criminals are still responsible for countless other crimes that they are not afraid to push people out the window and trains to blow, and that they Sarti informed of every step are obvious, but fortunately mostly shoot next to it. Something applied thick? Something very thick, I think - partly because his Machiavelli deus ex machina , Sarti friend, the cunning Meier Rosas, bring into play several times in order to bring forward the plot.
fulfill an important function, but the incredible relationships: they increase the unease that pervades the entire crime. The narrator (and his Commissioner) love of Bologna is great, but it is a disillusioned love to hate a city that sets itself up as great, but has lost their humanity long ago. Fittingly, at the end the detailed resolution is missing. Of course, some people end up behind bars. But who (like me) had expected that the scattered hints and half-formulated conclusions are again taken up and assembled, will be disappointed. Sarti's also busy with other things, that his Francesca! So help yourself to try and move back just to link to some extent the loose threads.
Technicals: Loriano Machiavelli, the walls of Bologna. Detective novel. From the Italian by Sylvia Höfer. Munich, Serie Piper 2005th ISBN 978-3-492-24543-2. The original is 2002 under the title "I sotterranei di Bologna" published by Mondadori in Milan (ISBN 978-88-04-5142-9).
[1] Only in the north of the old city, between Via Oberdan and Via Piella seems, between two rows of houses something like a Venice scene on - if the channel for water leads ...
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