In the dark night of the soul…
If Detective Chief Inspector Jane Tennison hadn’t been a woman, she might not have noticed the victim’s shoes…and that they didn’t match the size given on the info sheet now so obviously misidentifying the dead blonde as a hooker named Della Mornay. Being so thorough, so good at the details, made Jane a top investigator; being a woman made the boys in the squadron want to see her fall on her face. But Jane Tennison was determined to catch the madman stalking women in London’s street shadows. She had a prime suspect, and she needed to make the charges against him stick. She also needed to keep her own secret in check: she couldn’t let anyone see that she was falling apart inside, as her obsession with cracking this case and breaking out from under the heel of the station house boy’s club took over life, destroying her relationship with the man she loved, pushing her closer and closer to the dark urges of a killer…
Imagine Helen Mirren You want it too be great, but it’s just ok. Part of the fun is that you DO picture the amazing Helen Mirren, it’s like a bonus series. But there’s a lot of repetition of the sexist, boorish behavior of the men (ok, I get it, hostile work environment to the max!)If you love prime suspect it’s worth a read. If not, it’s not.
Prime Suspect I bought it because of Helen Mirren and came to realize Lynda La Plante is just as good a reason…..
GRIPPING STORY I read this book in one go on the train from London to Brussels and finished in before we arrived. Once I started I couldn’t put it down. The character of DCI Tennyson just leaped off the page. I certainly like Linda LaPlante’s crisp way of writing and her strong female characters.