My First Baldacci Novel... And Probably My Last
This was my first David Baldacci novel and I will state now that I was not impressed. There are some good things to recommend about this novel, but it's steeped in the currently accepted realm of Mediocre.
The underlying theme is its most interesting feature: Perception. Perception in to-day's fast-paced world of instant news and instantaneous judgement, and how either a person or a government with an agenda could ride rough-shot over our collective inquisitiveness, perhaps with our own blessing if not our own ignorance, and manipulate us into a cocked hat. Perhaps... even into another Cold War scenario. [Or, apropos to a recent situation, Ms Shirley Sherrod's ignominious branding as a racist.]
Shaw is a man without a past, a human weapon to bring down 'bad guys', but controlled by another man who may be as ruthless as those he's sworn to bring to justice. The only thing keeping Shaw human is the woman he loves... and from whom he's hidden his true self. Then there's the female, Pulitzer-winning reporter, whose experiences have driven her to the bottle and a career cul-de-sac. Finally, the bad guy, who doesn't see himself as the Baddie, yet deliberately engages in acts of philanthropy to offset his own hypocritical sophistries. Throw in a skirmish between Russia and China, and one has to admit this book has scope.
And that is the biggest 'cheat' of all. Smoke & mirrors to keep one from seeing what a hash of story-telling this really is: a fry-up at a greasy-spoon diner.
I do have to acknowledge that this appears to be the sort of story-telling and prose specifically geared towards those wanting a quick read, perhaps at the beach or on a camping trip or on a train ride or soon after a mild lobotomy operation. There's obviously a place for this sort of fiction-writing (I'm loathe to call it literature), just as there is for summer movies like JURASSIC PARK 9 1/2, NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM 42, THE MUMMY 86, etc. But as I read it, I immediately placed it in the category of a 'guilty pleasure' - but not all that pleasurable. But hey, [full disclosure] I do like some of those brainless summer Blockbusters at the cinema, myself... from time to time.
Perhaps the very best thing I can say about it is that it is a super-fast read.
But this is due to the author's characterisation-by-shorthand, elementary sentence structure, and the new/modern brief chapters. (Honestly, so many of them end halfway down a page that, if one were to add them all up, would probably reduce the book's length by 50-75 pages.) Also, there were lots of examples of characters not acting like people would in such a situation if it were real; and then, another page later, the author would slip in verisimilitude, making me not wanting to quite give up on the story.
Sometimes one has to take a break from the Classics, read something light and entertaining and fast. Sure, why not. A little variety, eh? Everything, even literature, in moderation. Fine.
But there are better thrills out there - if just as 'cheap'.
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