Excerpt: If The Treasure of the Sierra Madre taught us anything, it's that troubled men shouldn't collaborate over money. It'll never end well and, very likely in spite of all their crazy scheming, nobody will walk away with the bag. Knowing that, it would seem that I'd get tired of watching movies like that; that there'd be no suspense left.
Excerpt: I picked up Jo Nesbo’s Jackpot without knowing much about it. I had assumed I was in for a smart, well written, serous crime thriller along the lines of The Killing or The Bridge. What I hadn’t been expecting was a Tarentino style shoot up in a porn shop opening the film. The sole survivor of the shootout is found by police under the body of an exotic dancer holding a shot gun. It looks like a pretty open and shut case for the Police.