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Friday 20 December 2013

034. The Widow Killer (1995) .


The Widow Killer by Pavel Kohout (1995).
         
In the final days of Nazi occupation in Prague, a serial killer with serious mental problem is butchering his way through the nights, leaving hideous sculptures (?) of human remains.


Sounds interesting, right?


But this consists of only the quarter of the story.


The rest is filled with grand detail of the war, superb murder mystery and inevitable heavy tension between Czech and Gestapo detectives, making this truly remarkable book to include in your book collection.

  

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layers. –There are three sides in this book. Czech side, Nazi side and then a killer who sort of belong to Czech side but ultimately stays in his own fantasy land.

Jan Morava.   A rookie police detective who is eager to prove himself to the legendary inspector Beran.

He is well built and well trained and more than capable of taking care of himself.

He is started out as a young rookie kid with bright mind but no experience. However at the end of everything (yes, he literary goes through heaven to hell), he becomes the man and more over, the leader.

 Kind of life made for the film.

Erwin Buback.   A great police inspector turned a Gestapo agent. The process of turning cops into Gestapo under Third Reich was mandatory, by the way.

Lost both wife and daughter to the bombing and since then, he has been looking for a reason to live.

The only Gestapo agent in Prague who can actually think with brain and does the proper police work.

A serial killer.    This could be the most deranged serial killer in my recent memory. The bad guy here is completely messed up.

He got brain-damage during the war and ever since became dangerously delusional: no boundary between reality and fantasy. He also frequently fades away to oblivion while just sitting on the bench or chair.

Just like Anthony Perkins in Psycho, he talks to his dead mother all the time and no, he doesn’t keeps his mum’s remain in his closet. Just lots of sharp knives to play with dead widows.


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lace.Prague at the end of WW2. Since this is a very typical history based thriller where the real historic events and the surrounding of them are generally more important than either story or characters, it is extremely lucky for us that the writer of this book was one of survivors of political uprising in 1968’ Prague. In other word, Pavel Kohout knows his material inside out better than any writers out there ‘cause he was simply there when it happened. Also he is a hell of a writer, too.

Anyway, what I am getting here is that whoever lucky enough to pick up this book will know everything there is to know about Prague during the war: food, jobs, buildings, sewer system, economy, politics and even fashion.


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lot. – In the final days of WW2, on top of all the turmoil, the city of Prague is attacked by a seriously confused serial killer (more like a butcher from hell) who is specialized in dismembering widows with truly sick sense of justice(?).
And it is up to two men, Erwin Buback and Jan Morava, to stop this out of control killer and his hideous crime spree.

That is the thriller part.

The literature part is like this: Buback represents the German side of the war story. Morava, Czech’s. And this is the core of this book, I think.

Buback, as a Gestapo agent, knows a lot about the war the way only insiders’ know. And since after his rude awakening with his very wise wife (now deceased), he has been strongly doubting Hitler and his agenda. Bottom line is that he just can’t come up with any reasons for the fighting anymore and because of that, he is very cautious of what he is saying and doing because Nazi is zealously cruel when it gets down to 
the doubters.

Morava, on the other hand, is a young and straight forward Czech man who represents the oppressed. His job is not just going after the serial killer (which he does really well too), but to show the life of true Czechs during and the end of Nazi occupation. He and his colleagues represent everything there to know about being  
Czech.

For the plot line, this novel is divided into roughly two parts.

 The first half is your basic “developing story, introducing characters and their background” part.

The second half is a whole different story. With the death of Hitler, the uprising takes over Prague!! Once mighty Nazi is rapidly losing its ground and Czechs are getting wild screaming revenge!! And with all the chaos surrounding the city, our deranged serial killer sets himself free like a shark in the tank full of fat fishes. He kills and kills and kills and nobody pay any attention to him because they are too busy killing each others. War creates whole bunch of serial killers, I guess.

And it all comes down to one shocking ending. Just a Brilliant book.


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erdict. –This book is pure definition of a great and thoughtful period mystery: rich with historic background and full of vivid description of Prague and its citizens with excellent storyline and equally excellent characters.”

However, he just made one mistake, here. One simple but costly one, I think. The title “The Widow Killer” just doesn’t do the justice for this magnificent book. It sounds too narrow and sensational and contemporary and over all, cheap.

This book is not a simple mystery, far from it. This is a well-researched and brilliantly written war time literature with lots of fascinating characters with whole bunch of different backgrounds.  And of course, a crazy son of a bitch, literary, who thinks of himself as a war hero.

So don’t judge this book by its title. The chasing of the widow killer is a big part of the story but it’s only one part of the huge story line which includes everything there is to know about war in Prague.

It’s a wonderful book which requires a serious reading but well worth the effort.