Funnily enough, this is the third book I read involving some big wig from Valhalla taking a trip downstairs.
Miss Teller has a knack for creative storytelling and here plays quite skillfully on the thin razorblade separating a young adult from a grown up audience. However, there's too much on Odin's Island plate to get a satisfactory reading meal.
Reading an English translation of this book, didn't help me as too many names were translated and with a randomness that left me quite puzzled. It's quite obvious that, say, if you change the original 'Smedieby' into the plain 'Smith's Town' the whole architecture of a modern saga collapses.
As for the religious subplot here, I found it quite brave but it may be hard to chew for those who don't appreciate a certain blend of Danish humour (including the notorious Mohammed cartoons and a movie like Adam's Apples).
Anyways, with its pros and cons, Odin's Island was a pleasant and refreshing novel and left mostly good memories.