I like Venetian detective Guido Brunetti. He is the mirror image of Michael Dibdin's Aurelio Zen. Where Zen is weary and beleaguered, Brunetti is balanced. Where Zen is hopelessly dysfunctional where love is concerned, Brunetti has a beautiful, kind wife who loves him. What they share is a history of Venice and a slight detachment about her odd little ways.
The plots are good and so is the scenery, which is the main reason I read these books-to vicariously experience Venice.