The final part of the Dublin trilogy is a really great ride. That nothing can surprise you anymore? Wrong!
If they hadn't dug up those two corpses, it could have been first-class fun. Starring BPB Detective Agency: B as Bunny, an ex-cop who converses with ghosts. P as Paul, a former slacker who, instead of watching his unfaithful spouse, seals up a rival company's office with instant glue. B is for Brigit, a former nurse who goes to dinner with a detective from the rival firm to admire his... er... cock?! The acronym was supposed to stand for "Limitlessly Crazy.
But the fun ends because they dug up the two dead bodies. One of them is identified as an FBI agent, so the Dublin CID gets reinforcements from overseas for the investigation. The reinforcement has a red mane, a bionic prosthesis and causes the first witness to have a heart attack with his friendly reprimand... No, it's really not funny! Lives are at stake here, several lives. And by the way, we start and end at the funeral.
This is Caimh, Caimh McDonnell - the craziest, most original and most Irish of crime writers, surpassing his damnably high bar with each successive novel. Fans of the Dublin Trilogy are already looking forward to the final act. And if perhaps some of the readers have not had the pleasure of meeting the "white-haired Irishman with the unpronounceable name", they are guaranteed to fall in love with him after this piece.
