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August 20, 2005
One Shot
Lee Child
Delacorte, 2005
Rating: 3.8
In his ninth crime thriller starring nomadic former military policeman Jack
Reacher, Lee Child carefully constructs a compelling mystery involving a
cut-and-dried case against a sniper who kills five innocent civilians in a
small, unnamed Indiana town. Despite tons of forensic evidence linking him to
the crime, former soldier James Barr maintains his innocence -- until he falls
into a coma following a beating in the local prison. Enter Reacher, who comes to
town to offer his services to the local prosecutor before he begins to suspect
that things aren't as simple as they seem. One Shot is the very
definition of a page-turner, thanks to Child's brisk pacing and deft hand at
building tension. For the most part, this sure-handed skill makes it easy to
overlook a few obvious contrivances and the odd non sequitur (like Reacher's
reunion with a former flame, which feels awkwardly dropped into the middle of
the book to add a little sex). Child's antagonist -- an 80-year-old Russian thug
called the Zec -- is intriguing, but he never quite exudes the level of menace
to make the inevitable confrontation very exciting (a final revelation involving
a corrupt associate is also numbingly anticlimactic). These bumps in the road
are distracting, but ultimately all they do is pull us out of the moment,
reminding us that One Shot is simply an impressively executed thriller.
When it's issued in paperback, it'll be a perfect beach read.
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Kevin Forest Moreau
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June 18, 2005
All the Flowers Are Dying
Lawrence Block
William Morrow
Rating: 3.8
As likable a character as Block's Matthew Scudder is, the recovering-alcoholic
detective takes a back seat here. All the Flowers Are Dying is most
engrossing when Block cedes the page to a sociopathic serial murderer whose
clinical demeanor in the commission of his crimes -- elaborately framing an
innocent man for some grisly child murders, torturing and killing a female
victim -- gives the book its tingling charge. As a standalone tale, Flowers
suffers, since the antagonist previously appeared in an earlier Scudder book,
and spends a good portion of this tale exacting revenge for a wrong that's never
fully revealed for newcomers. It's also less satisfying than past books
involving Scudder, since the main character doesn't really progress: at this
point in the series, happily living out a kind of semi-retirement with his wife,
former prostitute Elaine, Scudder's days of heavy character arcs seem long past.
In fact, Block's vivid attention to the murderer feels a bit like compensation
for Scudder's increasing lack of spark. Plot-wise, Flowers exudes a
lackadaisical air as well. An absorbing first half, cutting between scenes with
our killer and a case involving Scudder tracking down a client's mysterious
boyfriend, eventually gives way to a forced ending -- the climactic
confrontation only occurs because both Scudder and his nemesis make impulsive
decisions that seem to fly in the face of their otherwise careful planning.
Still, Block's involving voices keep the reader interested when it's obvious
that the plot is set on "coast." And Scudder is still one of the more intriguing
characters in crime fiction. Flowers may feel more like a visit with a
favorite uncle than a gripping thriller, but if you're looking for intense
action or character development, there's always Block's back catalog with the
character.
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Kevin Forest Moreau
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June 04, 2005
Nothing's Sacred
Lewis Black
Simon Spotlight Entertainment, 2005
Rating: 3.6
As amusing as it certainly is, Daily Show commentator Lewis Black's
Nothing Sacred lacks the punch of his weekly diatribes on Comedy Central's
influential fake news program. Except, that is, for a chapter (if that's the
right term for this book's brief segments) on "Corporate Greed," in which Black
imagines the ultimate me-too perk for status-conscious CEOs: "personal ball
washer." One can almost hear Black's spittle flying as he bites off the line
(not too difficult, since I'm pretty sure the joke, if not the entire chapter,
is lifted from his Black on Broadway special). The rest of Nothing's
Sacred, however, finds Black mining his past, his childhood, his family,
college years, etc., for observations that occasionally feel a bit forced in
this bite-sized, attention-deficit format. While these vignettes (which don't
cover his rise to Daily Show fame -- gotta save something for the sequel)
elicit their fair share of giggles and wry smiles, the belly-laughs are few and
far between. Nothing's Sacred is certainly engaging, and due to its
length it's over before you can get bored with it. But one can't help feeling
that something is lost in the translation. Hold out for the audio book version.
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Kevin Forest Moreau
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May 14, 2005
The Forgotten Man
Robert Crais
Doubleday, 2005
Rating: 4.0
The tenth Elvis Cole novel successfully carries on in the tradition of the
previous two -- L.A. Requiem and
The Last Detective.
Crais handily provides the page-turning suspense of a well-crafted thriller,
enhanced by a plot that offers fresh insight into his likable protagonist. The
murder of a man who claims to be Cole's father places the detective in the path
of an extremely paranoid killer, and it's the alternating glimpses into Cole's
fatherless past and the mind of a disturbed sociopath that give The Forgotten
Man its compelling rhythm. Crais' flashbacks (in which a tenacious young
Cole doggedly hunts for the father he never knew) are believable and
well-handled; a romantic subplot with Carol Starkey (the heroine of Crais' novel
Demolition Angel), who also appeared in The Last Detective, less
so. Starkey's deepening crush on Cole feels exaggerated and forced, pushing a
character who's formerly been sympathetically bruised into potential-stalker
territory. The reader does feel for her, given that Crais somewhat
unfortunately decides to heighten the tension by bringing back Cole's ex, Lucy
Chenier, to add a soap-operatic triangle element that seems destined to unfold
in the next book -- assuming there is one. (It'll also be interesting to see if
Crais decides to walk Cole through
a post-gunshot
recovery process like the one Robert B. Parker's Hawk fleetingly undergoes in
Cold Service.) The Forgotten Man never quite lets you forget that
it's a breezy crime thriller, but Crais deserves credit for further deepening
the shadings, even just a little, of his franchise's main character.
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Kevin Forest Moreau
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March 13, 2005
The Good Guys
Bill Bonanno, Joe Pistone (with David Fisher)
Warner Books, 2005
Rating: 3.7
In theory, the odd collaboration at the heart of The Good Guys shouldn't
work. The novel, set in 1980s New York, focuses on Bobby San Filippo (also known
as Bobby Blue Eyes), a rising member of the Franzone crime family, and two FBI
agents, wisecracking Connor O'Brien and his ambitious partner Laura Russo, and
unfolds in alternating chapters. San Filippo's are written by Bill Bonanno, a
former member of the Bonanno crime family (he claims his father was the basis
for The Godfather), while the FBI chapters are handled by former agent
Joe Pistone (on whose story Donnie Brasco is based). What's more, each
writer frequently disrupts the narrative to offer his own first-person insight
on what life is really like in their respective worlds. But despite the odds,
The Good Guys is an engaging and even relatively seamless ride. Although the
breaking-the-fourth-wall technique is initially jarring -- essentially reminding
the reader that they're reading a work of fiction -- it's not critically
overdone. And between them, Bonanno and Pistone construct an engrossing mystery
involving a missing Russian linguistics professor both the agents and San
Filippo attempt to locate. Oddly enough, although Bonanno's obvious affection
for the mobster's way of life feels seamy (and more than a little unseemly;
should he be profiting from his past involvement in a criminal enterprise?), San
Filippo emerges as the most relatable character in the book -- in part because
he undergoes a real change by the end of the story, and in part because O'Brien
and Russo, by contrast, don't. (Pistone also doesn't attempt to romanticize the
FBI the way Bonanno does organized crime, which is admirable but dramatically
limiting.) The workable story builds to a satisfying climax, and both writers
display a knack for characterization (or is that the work of co-author David
Fisher?). Because of those plusses, and the grunt's-eye view it gives of life on
both sides of the law, The Good Guys ultimately proves an enjoyable and
diverting crime yarn, in spite of its distractions.
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Kevin Forest Moreau
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