Yrsa Sigurðardóttir skriver i The Times Literary Supplement om isländsk kriminallitteratur.
söndag 6 november 2016
"Iceland was late to the crime fiction smorgasbord. It was not until 2000, when Arnaldur Indriðason’s Jar City came out, that Icelandic readers fully accepted crime fiction written by a local. Until then, the consensus was that crime stories based in our peaceful country were simply too far-fetched. After all, our criminals are a spectacularly crummy bunch. We have no syndicated crime, and the murders that occasionally take place do not involve any plotting or forward thinking. They are simply sad occurrences we could do without."