I really enjoyed A Man Called Ove, especially as I moved further into the story. At the outset, it felt familiar -- yet another grumpy old man who finds a new lease on life thanks to the interference of quirky neighbors. And yes, there is that, but there are greater depths as well as we learn more about Ove's earlier life and what's actually going on in his head and his heart. 
 Small quibble -- it was a little disconcerting to reconcile Ove's age (59) with the description of him as being old and curmudgeonly. If we weren't explicitly told his age, I would have put him at least another 20 years older.