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|title=I Remember You

|author=Yrsa Sigurdardottir

|publisher=Hodder & Stoughton

|date=October 2012

|summary=It might be Nordic, but this is not just another thriller – this is one of the most spooky reads you could wish for.

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Too often, people – such as myself – refer to a book as being a rollercoaster read, mostly down to a simply topsy-turvy plot. But this is the true embodiment of a white-knuckle ride. It has the anxiety of the queue as we watch three people – a couple and another young woman – get ferried across the fjord to one of western Iceland's most remote outposts, with the aim being to renovate an old building as a guesthouse. There's the crunch of the roll-cage protection bars locking us in as we find that something very malevolent is hiding in the tiny settlement. And just as the car starts we might be seeking in vain the relieved thumbs-up from those leaving the ride, telling us all is well and all survived.

The satisfactory feelings this results in include the realisation that this could never be done justice as a film. It contains too many jumpy creaks, too many sudden shocks, too many stunning little moments to grip. It has to stay a novel, and it has to be read as such. Go to Iceland and you'll be told of the mythical attitude the locals have, where trolls, spirits and crimes are forever embodied in the soil they once occupied. By abandoning us totally in the darkening wilderness of western Iceland – and creeping us out perfectly – this novel is the next best thing.

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