A review by lilylanie
Woman at 1,000 Degrees by Hallgrímur Helgason

3.0

This is the third book I’ve read in as many months that purports to be about a whole bunch of things but in actuality is 90% about World War II, which seems like an oddly specific coincidence. I don’t necessarily object to books about WWII but you have to be in a certain frame of mind to handle war crimes and in all three cases, I wasn’t really there. Hint: if you can’t stomach rape, choose a different book.

In this case, I was attracted to the description of the 80-year-old woman with a laptop and a hand grenade and was looking forward to hearing about her revenge on a world that has wronged her. That part did exist and I enjoyed it quite a lot, but it was only a tiny part of the narrative.

Overall I think the rest of it was well written but maybe just ... too much. I think that when you start to feel bored by endless tales of tragedy, loss and abuse, that’s a bad sign. The leaps between locations and time periods, through no fewer than 117 short chapters, also lent to a sense of almost numbness. Just too much.

That said, if you do make it through to the end, the last sentence is one of the best of the book.