Resurrection Men twists and turns its way to a conclusion which is both predictable and unpredictable. Judging by the way the novel has zoomed to the top of the bestseller list, devotees are far from tired of Rebus and his dreadful taste in music and clothes. Rankin is unquestionably an ingenious plotter, but this one seems more about means than end. The line about polite Edinburgh hiding a nasty interior was a wee bit hackneyed when Rebus first preached it. The city is a cleaner place for his efforts; now it is time to do something about these drink-driving policemen.