Henning Mankell was
important as a crime writer because his Wallander books sparked what
had become an explosion of Scandinavian crime fiction which went
nuclear after The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo, and I find it hard to
believe that Steig Larsson wasn't inspired in some way by The Fifth
Woman one of the best of the Wallander series.
Otherwise, Mankell's
influence was more in terms of marketing than style, though you can
see a good bit of him in the best of the Nordic writers, Iceland's
Arnaldur Indridason. But Mankell himself was influenced by the
godfathers of modern Scandinavian crime fiction, Maj Sjowall and Per
Wahloo and their ten Martin Beck books. Like Beck, Wallander is a
dour detective with a depressing private life, and functions within
an ensemble cast that both complements and contrasts with him.
Mankell spends more time on Wallander himself, perhaps, which
reflects the changing times to some extent (our literary cult of
fictional personality) but also reflects Sjowall and Wahloo's own
influences, especially Ed McBain's 87th Precinct.
Mankell was often
dismissive of the label 'crime writer', but he was very generous to
Sjowall and Wahloo, and wrote the introduction to the Harper
Perennial reissue of the first Beck novel, Roseanna. When I wrote the
introduction to Murder At The Savoy in the same series, I noted that
its basic premise, the death of an industrial with fingers in many
shady multi-national deals, is mirrored in Mankell's The Man Who
Smiled (a very Martin Beck sort of title), and noted a few other
parallels in the series. I also quoted the description of Beck's
colleague Fredrik Melander, logical, calm, dull, with a 'modest'
sense of humour, an excellent memory, and a propensity for being in
the toiler whenever he was needed. As Sjowall and Wahloo wrote:
'briefly, he was a first-class policeman'. The one time I
interviewed Mankell, appropriately enough at the Savoy (but in
London, not Malmo) I asked if Wallander were in some ways an hommage
to Melander. 'Oh, did they write that?' he replied. He also had little false modesty; I asked him who the man was who had greeted him just before we sat down. 'Oh, he's Sweden's second greatest novelist,' he said.
What also links
Mankell to Sjowall and Wahloo was their dissection of the failures of
Sweden's experiment in Social Democracy from a perspective often
noted to be left-wing, but more accurately described as true to the
ideals of that experiment. Mankell's political commitment is strong
throughout his work, both in Sweden and Mozambique, and strongly
consistent to a sense of rational help for those who need help and
justice, and a society based on those principles. It was no surprise
he chose to sail on the flotilla of ships trying to bring
humanitarian aid to Gaza, it was even less of a surprise that he
reported the summary murder of 10 activists by masked Israeli
commandos, and refuted very simply and strongly allegations that the
killings were self-defense. He had a field day with the fact that he
was captured in international waters, brought to Israel, and then
charged by the Orwellian government with entering the country
illegally.
Wallander was
well-served by television. Rolf Lassgard nailed his character, but
Krister Henriksson was justifiably more popular, because he brought
some humour to Wallender, just through his quick smile and twinkle in
his eye; it made his interactions with the rest of the ensemble less
confrontational. Kenneth Branagh's Wallander virtually eliminated the
ensemble, concentrating on the superficial problems of Wallander's
life, most notably drinking and shaving. It's good that the series
has not been continued, like the Beck which for all its strengths has
little of Sjowall and Wahloo left to recommend it. And it should be
noted that Henriksson's performance in the final Wallander story, The
Troubled Man, is every bit as touching as Mankell's own conclusion to
the series (and it's one of the most overtly political of the series
as well).
There isn't much
humour in the books; Mankell wrote a comic novel, Tea Bag, about
literary types and immigration—the humane portion about the life of
immigrants in Sweden works muich better than the literary comedy. But
his work for children is surprisingly good, including Chronicler Of
The Winds, an adult story based on a play written to be performed in
Portugese, in his adopted Maputo.
Faceless Killers,
the first Wallander book, is a good place to start. One Step Behind
and Fifth Woman are my idea of the series' best. I'd also recommend
his 2006 novel Depths, (you can read my review of that book here), set on bleak islands in the archipelago
during World War I; it is to my mind the most Bergmanesque bit of
Swedish writing I've encountered (reminiscent of Strindberg as well) and deeply moving. Of course Mankell
was married to Eva Bergman, Ingmar's daughter, which may or may not
mean anything.
We discuss Mankell in the second episode of The Crime Vault Live; I could not do the same on BBC Front Row that night because we were recording CVL at the same time. I might have said that sometime in the
future people will look at Mankell as a transitory figure, between
the trail-blazing of Sjowall and Wahloo and the worldwide phenomenon
of Steig Larsson. But he's more important than that, and the
consistency of his vision for both his iconic character, his other
work, and beyond fiction to his country and the world; in many ways he represents the moral focus of the Swedish character. This should make
him a major figure no matter from what distance literary critics are
looking back.
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