There are eight short stories here that make a book and not just a collection. They are chronicles and almost apologies, one does not know to what extent always and truly of other times.
Camilleri’s clocks are soft. And the tales know how to raise and lower the tone. Nor do they disdain the crazy, cinematically constructed, Quentin Tarantino-esque scenes. These are tales that do not elude the great Vigàta novel. On the contrary, they contribute to it, according to a precise design.
Salvatore Silvano Nigro
«A sort of sampler of the men and women of Sicily. One is spoiled for choice».
Andrea Camilleri