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"Mexico, 1910. The landscape pulses with the force of the upcoming revolution, an atmosphere rich in opportunity for a criminal such as Rawbone. His fortune arrives across the haze of the Sierra Blanca in the form of a truck loaded with weapons, an easy sell to those financing a bloodletting." "But Rawbone's plan spins against him, and he soon finds himself at the Mexican-American border and in the hands of the Bureau of Investigation. He is offered a chance for immunity; but only if he agrees to proceed with his scheme to deliver the truck and
"Mexico, 1910. The landscape pulses with the force of the upcoming revolution, an atmosphere rich in opportunity for a criminal such as Rawbone. His fortune arrives across the haze of the Sierra Blanca in the form of a truck loaded with weapons, an easy sell to those financing a bloodletting." "But Rawbone's plan spins against him, and he soon finds himself at the Mexican-American border and in the hands of the Bureau of Investigation. He is offered a chance for immunity; but only if he agrees to proceed with his scheme to deliver the truck and its goods to the Mexican oil fields while under the command of Agent John Lourdes. Rawbone sees no other option and agrees to the deal - but he fails to recognize the true identity of Agent Lourdes, a man from deep within his past." As they work to expose the criminal network at the core of the revolution, it is clear their journey into the tarred desert is a push toward a certain ruin, and the history lurking between the criminal and agent may seal their fates.\
Posted April 8, 2010
The back story of the father and son enhanced the mystery and drew me in more than the mystery story alone would have. At times I felt that the back story became the main Story, and the mystery was just a device to tell the father-son story. That kept me off balance and made the book more interesting.
The characters were unevenly portrayed. This was engaging at times, and disconcerting at other.
Overall, I liked the novel.
Posted November 26, 2009
In 1910 Rawbone has no conscience when it comes to thieving and even killing. He never looks back until he is caught stealing guns and ammo heading to Mexico as a revolt has broken out south of the border. His lawyer arranges a deal with the Bureau of Investigations. In exchange for immunity from the law, he sets a con to capture some big time felons making a fortune illegally.
Assigned to accompany Rawbone is Agent John Lourdes, a straight shooter who adheres to the letter of the law. Rawbone and Lourdes know each other having met before, but only one of them is aware of their true relationship; even the Bureau of Investigation is ignorant. As they journey through killing fields of smugglers, the pair tries to ignore their loathing of the other as survival one day at a time is all that matters.
This is an engaging historical thriller starring a father and son team who simply detest one another although one remains ignorant as to their blood relationship with the son being the total opposite of the father. The story line is fast-paced as the exhilarating adventures out-race the DNA gimmick. Boston Teran paints a timely picture of the Tex-Mex border circa 1910 that easily could be circa 2010 with the triangular trade of guns, drugs, and people.
Posted November 14, 2009
Short version of what I just sent you.
THE CREED OF VIOLENCE is a towering epic of Americana. A novel that will become a seminal companion to the works of such as Cormac McCarthy and John Ford. Ferocious in its telling, rich in time and place, exciting and emotionally moving, so much so Universal Studios bought the film rights for "the second highest price ever paid for an unpublished manuscript.
THE CREED OF VIOLENCE centers on an alienated father and son. The father is a criminal and common assassin, the son an agent for the Bureau of Investigation (the original FBI). Their destinies entwine when they must deliver a truckload of munitions to the oil fields of Mexico during the Revolution of 1910. A Sergio Leone type epic of America set against a backdrop of revolution, violence and political corruption that draws parallels to our present war in Iraq
I will not detail the brilliant machinations or driving character impulses that ultimately brings these two men together at a dramatic moment in downtown El Paso. I will only say that John Lourdes and Rawbone had been hunting this moment for many years. And for both it will bring restitution, for both it will bring tragedy. To both, it will bring destruction. To both, it will bring redemption.
I am not one of those who wants to cheat the reader out of his, or her, read, by a manifest discussion of surprising moments or subtle shifts in story and character.
I will only tell you the journey through Mexico is a series of ever evolving set pieces and moments, dramas and confrontations that come from the well of stellar imaginings.
The two protagonists are now confronted with a most formidable adversary and that adversary is beyond flesh and blood. It is a monument of existence that abounds with wretchedness and lies, it is an insuperable force of relentless intent.
It is in the last chapters, where the threads laid out on distant pages weave together and we see a war fought in 1910 is a war we are fighting now. That the desert and oils fields of Mexico were the training ground for the desert and oil fields of the Middle East.
Rawbone and John Lourdes - these two men, not only as sincerely realized characters on the literary page, but as iconic symbols of the history of this country, discover that they have no place in the future as defined in the pages of THE CREED. They are dangers, and for different reasons, and must be wrestled from the earth.
And that, is the final drama of the book. Where two men of opposing motives and morality must come together to defy the charge of history. And that takes place in a scene I would only describe as a Fort McHenry of their own making, - two men and a truck - in the middle of a blood red desert, with rocket flares and bursting fire, facing down the onslaught. It is a moment of absolute grandeur and finality.
Posted November 12, 2009
"The Creed of Violence" by Boston Teran (2009) A monumental work that is searing with stark landscapes, Dantesque visions of a hellish journey with father and son across old Mexico. Think Homeric tale with Virgil thrown in, now add some Cormac McCarthy and Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. But Teran's book stands on its own merit. The dialogue is Shakespearean and as sharp as Bowie knife. I kept thinking 3:10 to Yuma and visualized the channeling of a Greek tragedy set in the old West. Will it become a movie? - Of course. But read the book for literary pleasure - and be transformed by an author who broke the mold with "God is a Bullet."Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted June 11, 2011
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