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When a colleague extends his summer vacation, Inspector Salvo Montalbano is forced to stay in VigA ta and endure the August heat. Montalbanoas long-suffering girlfriend, Livia, joins him with a friendahusband and young son in towato keep her company during these dog days of summer. But when the boy suddenly disappears into a narrow shaft hidden under the familyas beach rental, Montalbano, in pursuit of the child, uncovers something terribly sinister. As the inspector spends the summer trying to solve this perplexing case, Livia refuses to answer his callsaand Montalbano is left to take a plunge that will affect the rest of his life. Fans of the Sicilian inspector as well as readers new to this increasingly popular series will enjoy following the melancholy but unflinchingly moral Montalbano as he undertakes one of the most shocking investigations of his career.… (more)
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It’s nearing the middle of August and the heat in Sicily is getting unbearable. Montalbano’s girlfriend Livia is arriving soon with
Livia and her friends flee back home, leaving Salvo to suffer in the searing heat and conduct a murder investigation without a fan in his office. Added to that, the builders are obviously crooked and covering up for each other. The normally dapper and gourmet inspector can hardly bear to do anything, it’s so hot. Eating hot food is out, and he’s spending half his time in the shower or sitting in his office in his underpants and missing Livia – this story is suffused with heat, humidity and sweat! But we know that Salvo will get his man, loyally supported by the ever trusty Fazio, even though he nearly gets distracted by a pretty girl on this case…
I love Montalbano, the fifty-something batchelor with his long-distance girlfriend. Like all the best literary detectives, he has a healthy dose of disrespect for bureaucracy and his deskbound superiors and is not afraid to tear up the rulebook when needed. The Italian way of doing things and Mediterranean location make for interesting plots. There is a good dose of humour in these novels too, giving light and enjoyable reads. I remember when I read the first in the series (The Shape of Water), I found the translation rather cool and dry, but like the heat in this novel, Sartarelli’s translation is thoroughly warmed up by now! He adds some useful pages of notes about various Italianisms and background stories at the end too which are better than footnotes. (Book requested from the Amazon Vine programme, 8/10)
When they talk of this series most people talk of two things, the first being the characters. They certainly are terrific. I found Montalbano funny, nicely odd and a bit annoying at times but that did seem to make him more realistic that if he’d been entirely quirky and lovable. His penchant for stripping down to his swimming trunks at every available opportunity and his quest for a decent meal mostly made up for the somewhat tiresome ageing-related angst. The other characters that I assume are regulars, such as his intelligent offsider Fazio and the devoted if fairly incompetent Catarella, provided good contrast and most of the laughs. It is here too that Stephen Sartarelli’s translation kicks up a notch (from a starting point of excellent) to deftly show the divergent linguistic styles of the players. I did find the female characters a bit more stereotypical, and therefore far less interesting, than the men but it’s a minor point.
The other aspect of these books that is always talked about is the depiction of Sicilian life and that was the standout feature for me. Of course there is the ever-present influence of the Mafia and the creative mechanisms the Police have to devise to thwart the institutionalised corruption but there are wonderful small details as well. Surely there’s nowhere else in the world that a suspect who felt a bit faint would be treated to a cognac? The August heat of the setting was also quite brilliantly depicted, though I thought they all needed to toughen up a bit but I admit I am a bit biased living in a place which endures many months of such heatwaves every year.
I’m afraid I didn’t find the plot completely riveting though. For the first half it was decent enough but it really did become predictable and silly and Montalbano’s actions at the end were quite daft. Overall though it was a particularly fast book to read and I did have a smile on my face for a jolly good portion of it. I did enjoy the humour and the characterisations of both the people and the place and I will seek out at least one of the earlier books in this series before making a final judgment on the canon.
When Salva has to work
The troubles at the beachside house begin on the morning of the third day with an invasion of an army of black cockroaches. On the fifth day it is mice, and then on the eighth, spiders. On the eleventh day 3 year old Bruno, the son of Livia's friends, disappears. Montalbano discovers that he has slipped down a narrow shaft leading under the house. In rescuing Bruno, Montalbano uncovers a six-year old murder.
AUGUST HEAT is one of those novels where the weather, the almost unrelenting and palpable heat, becomes one of the cast of characters. Livia and her friends leave after the discovery of the body and so Montalbano doesn't even have her as a distraction.
Reconstructing events that are dead cold is never easy. People's memories are less than precise, witnesses are no longer available, and murderers cover their tracks. Montalbano's peeling back the layers is what makes AUGUST HEAT good reading.
It seems that in the original Italian Camilleri attempted to reproduce the sounds of speech of Montalbano's assistant Catarella. The results of the translation into English are almost comic, and had me reading Catarella's utterances very carefully.
"Catarella? Montalbano here"
"I already rec'nize ya inasmuch as yer voice is all yours, Chief."
AUGUST HEAT is #10 in Andrea Camilleri's Inspector Montalbano series. I have only read one or two others, but was able to enjoy this title almost as a stand-alone.
An entertaining series with some endearing characters.
One of Inspector Montalbano's co-workers has extended his summer vacation, forcing Salvo to stay home and endure the August heat. Livia, Montalbano's girlfriend, joins him, bringing along a friend and the friend's
Unfortunately the house he found for the family to rent turns out to be a horror of biblical proportions-- with plagues of cockroaches, mice, spiders, and rain. The rain causes the ground to settle and a huge fissure to form. The couple's young boy goes exploring, gets caught down in the fissure and must be rescued. During the rescue, the body of a young girl is found. When Montalbano focuses on the the murder, Livia takes her friends and leaves Montalbano to his own devices. After the first few hours, I don't think he missed any of them.
Once again, Montalbano seems intent on his own mortality. August Heat shows him at times lethargic, at times lustful, as he tracks down leads and interviews people. Most of the humor is in the first quarter of the book, and while I learned a lot about the building codes and construction companies of Sicily, the alibi of one of the main suspects was all too easily picked apart.
Montalbano's gloom over the fact of his aging and his being led astray-- once again-- by a pretty woman is becoming tiresome old news. This is definitely not one of the best books in the series, but that's okay. A less than stellar outing by Andrea Camilleri is still miles above many other authors in the genre. He has created a landscape we can see, food that we can smell and taste, and people that we have come to care about as if they are members of our own families.
Not every day is perfect for any person, real or imagined. It was August. It was miserably hot. It just wasn't one of Montalbano's better investigations. But a new day-- and new books-- are just over the horizon.
An alright story with an interesting crime to solve and a, surprisingly, rather good ending.
He finds a rental in the beach toen of Pizzo.
Once the family moves in, the home turns into the rental from hell. There are cockroach infestations, spider and mice infestations and worse a body is found in
Camilleri writes an amusing tale, it's not quite Inspector Clouseau but they could have been friends in a different life.
But these are the best kind of books, the ones that you discover blind. This was bought at a used book sale
Although the plot is standard fare, a few mild twists and turns, good police work, dogged persistence of the "hunch", etc., the best thing I liked about it was the atmosphere. It felt like a glimpse into everyday life of Italy (not the murder of course). The attitudes toward work, police, the Mafia, and how this microcosm deals with those influences, were all fascinating. The casual descriptions of the kinds of Italian food being eaten made me hungry. There were frequent odd occasions of stripping off the clothes publicly. It happened so often in such unusual situations that it no longer felt unusual, just a bit distracting. The writing has a light touch, and is wryly humourous.
I will look for more in this series, starting first at the local used bookstores.
Some say that the pace of the book is slow, but, I enjoyed this differing flavor on a detective novel. Camilleri is able to immerse us in the world
As the house settles a crack in the floor opens there is an invasion of cockroaches, mice, & spiders. The the child disappears, but the cat he adopted leads
While rescuing the child, Montalbano discovers a trunk, therein lays the body of a young woman, mostly intact w/ her throat slit, who had disappeared 6 years previously.
The web of deceit, lies, pay-offs, & political corruption makes it nearly impossible for Montalbano to bring the murderer to justice, but then the dead girl's twin sister appears and helps to set the trap for the killer....
Fascinating, I couldn't put this down & read it in about 4 hours! The writing is compelling as is the subtle humor of Montalbano.
Read 2 times. Last read November 1, 2020.
I don't think that one needs to have read prior books in the series to be able to understand Montalbano. Part of the book is about his middle age crisis
Stephen Sartarelli is the master of Montalbano translations, and Grover Gardner in the voice of Montalbano and the other characters.
I found Livia irritating more than usual in this one and am beginning to wish Montalbano would find another girlfriend. Other than that, this 10th entry in the Montalbano series was another
As promised by the title, the heat is scorching. Livia has coerced Salvo into finding a beach rental villa for friends of hers, who have a little boy. When Montalbano visits them, the boy, a handful at best, manages to fall into an unused space
The resulting investigation turns up suspects, each of whom has a more or less ironclad alibi. To add to his troubles, Montalbano’s relationship with Livia is under strain, and Salvo is beginning to feel his age.
The previous book, Paper Moon, was something of a disappointment, since it concentrated more on Montalbano’s mid-life crisis than on any investigation. This book returns Salvo almost to form. The plot is very good, with interesting turns, and there is plenty of side commentary about the state of affairs in Italy (never good at the best of times).
Always important in this series are the comprimario characters; Fazio, Montalbano’s aide, who has been promoted to Inspector (Montalbano himself is a Chief Inspector); Dr.Pasquano, the irascible pathologist; the various idiotic bureaucrats who head up the Questura; and Catarella, the fumbling clown, who is a computer genius. As usual, the non-recurring characters are well portrayed.
Steven Sartarelli, the translator, does an outstanding job of translating into idiomatic English while keeping the style and rhythm of Italian. It’s not the strongest entry in the series, but is still an excellent read. Highly recommended.