Gunnar
Staalesen was born in Bergen, Norway in 1947. He made his debut at the age of
22 with Seasons of Innocence and in
1977 he published the first book in the Varg
Veum series. Twelve film adaptations of his Varg Veum crime novels have
appeared since 2007, starring the popular Norwegian actor Trond Epsen Seim, and
a further seies is being filmed now. Staalesen, who has won three Golden
Pistols (including the Prize of Honour), lives in Bergen with his wife. There
is a life-sized statue of Varg Veum in the centre of Bergen.
But of course the image is much darker in a
crime novel than in reality. The same law rules for real-life Edinburgh and the
one you meet in Ian Rankin’s crime novels. Or whatever city in which you find
your detective.
Gunnar Staalesen & Varg Veum |
There is a relationship between detectives and
their cities, and that started – I believe – with London in Arthur Conan
Doyle’s Sherlock Holmes stories. When reading these stories, we get a vivid
image of a foggy, dark and Victorian city, not as detailed as in the books of
Charles Dickens perhaps, but fascinating enough.
To give just a few examples, the tradition
continued with Dashiell Hammett’s The Continental Op and later on Sam Spade in
San Francisco, Maigret in Paris, Philip Marlowe and Lew Archer in LA, Martin
Beck in Stockholm, John Rebus in Edinburgh and Pepe Carvalho in Barcelona. When
I wrote my first Varg Veum novel, published in Norway in 1977, I took a humble
place in this tradition. And that is why the city Bergen plays an important
role in my writing. (I have also written a very popular trilogy about the city,
published in Norway, Denmark and France, which takes the reader through all the
whole of the 20th century, from the night that a murder was committed on 1
January 1900 to the day that it is solved – by Varg Veum – on 31 December 1999.
In Norway the series is very often referred to as “The Bergen trilogy”, in French “Le
roman de Bergen”.)
So what and where is Bergen?
Bergen is the second largest city in Norway,
with c. 250,000 inhabitants today. It was the unofficial capital of Norway in
the 12th and 13th centuries, before the country experienced 400 years of
governance by Denmark and almost 100 years in union with Sweden. It was not
until 1905 that Norway became an independent nation again, and this is why so
many Norwegians were – and still are – sceptical of joining the European Union.
Ian Rankin and Antti Tuomainen in front of Varg Veum’s street. |
Bergen is situated on the West coast, a
beautiful city surrounded by between six and nine mountains (the traditional count
is seven, a holy number), and the tourist office calls it ‘The gateway to the
fjords’, which is correct. There is a fjord leading you to the good harbour in
Bergen – the reason why the city is situated just here – and you are not far
from the two longest fjords in Norway, the Hardanger fjord and the Sogn and
Fjordane fjord. In the tourist season the city is more or less packed with
tourists. In the autumn, winter and early spring – when most of the Varg Veum
novels take place – it is a rainy city, and the inhabitants love it when a new
record of rainfall pro anno is reached. (The latest one was set in 2015, but I won’t
not tell you what it was…)
Not a bad city for a private detective, or…?
Where Roses Never Die, by Gunnar Staalesen (Orenda Books) translated by Don
Bartlett, is out now.
September 1977. Mette Misvær, a
three-year-old girl, disappears without trace from the sandpit outside her home.
Her tiny, close, middle-class community in the tranquil suburb of Nordas is
devastated, but their enquiries and the police produce nothing. Curtains
twitch, suspicions are raised, but Mette is never found. Almost 25 years later, as the expiry date for the
statute of limitations draws near, Mette’s mother approaches PI Varg Veum, in a
last, desperate attempt to find out what happened to her daughter. As Veum
starts to dig, he uncovers an intricate web of secrets, lies and shocking
events that have been methodically concealed. When another brutal incident takes place, a pattern
begins to emerge …
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