Evil forces take over a university campus when a literature student stumbles across a calamitous manuscript from the 1920s. In the middle of a normal lecture, university teacher Mickel Backman gets a real chill: he is confronted by one of his students about a book that should never be spoken of. A book that is also tangled with his own darkest secrets and an illicit romance. How could Pasi Maars, a listless student, ever have heard of Leander Granlund, a deeply disturbed young poet from the 1920s who wrote only one collection of poetry which was never published? Instead of poetry, Granlund became famous for poisoning a newlywed couple and a dozen of their guests at a high society wedding. Pasi Maars is convinced that his teacher knows much more about Granlund and the manuscript than he is willing to admit. And Pasi will not let go. For poems that went missing decades ago cannot possibly do anyone any harm – or can they? If you read this book, you will end up in hell.
For those starving for literature, The Evil Book serves up a sublimely scrumptious dish of traditional mystery spiced with a relaxed, youthful sensibility. Kai Erik’s key is a rollicking major, absolutely, even when slogging through the quagmires of cultural schizophrenia.
An intriguing book[...] It reads like a suspense novel, but also evokes questions about the destructive forces of thoughts and the fine line between truth and lie.
Kai Erik moves with impressive ease between a comedy and a dark thriller… He comments on our time as he weaves his tale of a violent end in verse.
Here we have suspense, casual observations of quotidian details, sharp dialogue, love, pain and sex. Not to mention an element of mystery, something subtle and beyond the reach of reason... Kai Erik’s descriptions of friendship between young men pierce my heart... And he knows love, not least the unrequited kind.
In The Evil Book, Kai Erik displays his talent for creating and sustaining suspense… suspense built by glimpses into the central characters’ emotional and existential states.
When you finished the novel, and it has reached its somewhat surprising conclusion, you’re left with an indeterminable feeling. The novel certainly honours its title, you’re left with a sense of unease.
Kai Erik sharply penetrates the labyrinths of the psyche, reveals how difficult it is for us humans to communicate with each other and how cruel the consequences can be when we keep silent, suppress and deny. He plays with literary genres, and also with readers: they are first drawn in to a familiar context, but in the next moment thrown into the terrifying world of the supernatural.