I was really impressed with this series and will make a point of reading the newer instalments. The stories are vivid and pacy and pleasingly gritty, the characters (including the city itself) compelling and convincingly drawn (the female characters somewhat less so, perhaps). The flaws, such as they are, were thrown into much sharper focus reading them in a glut than they would have been had I read them as they appeared. The plots are far-fetched when placed back to back, as all detective series featuring one central character tend to be. The setting helps, though, as Edinburgh is a small enough pond for one detective to just about be able to spear that many big fish. The character development is much more interesting than the politics or even the crime, and it was the complexity and subtlety of the depiction of the hero that more than sustained my interested through all ten books.
I still think of crime novels, even intelligent ones, as easy reading. I am reading Aldous Huxley now which should stretch my little grey cells a little more.
Daphne du Maurier Jamaica Inn, Frenchman's Creek, My Cousin Rachel, Castle Dor, The Flight of the Falcon, Rebecca(R), Parasites, Julius, I'll Never Be Young Again
Helen Fielding Bridget Jones's Diary
Nicci French Killing Me Softly
Gabriel Garcia Marquez Of Love and other Demons
David Mitchell Cloud Atlas (R)
Ryu Murakami In the Miso Soup, Piercing
Philip Pulman Northern Lights (R)
Ian Rankin Knots and Crosses, Hide and Seek, Tooth and Nail, Strip Jack, The Black Book, Mortal Causes and Let It Bleed, Black and Blue, The Hanging Garden, Dead Souls,
Barbara Vine The Blood Doctor
(R) = Re-reading