This is the 20th Reacher novel and in my opinion it's a return to form after the slight disappointments of the last couple. Reacher gets off the train in the middle of nowhere becuse he's fascinated by the name of the stop 'Mother's Rest' and wants to find out where it comes from. And of course he stumbles right into the middle of something.
It was slightly slow at the beginning but soon picked up and was a thoroughy readable book, unputdownable towards the end; Neither the reader nor Reacher have any clue what's really going on until the last chapters, which makes their impact even greater.
What is going on is really, truly horrible, nightmare stuff. It is deeply disturbing and more than enough to give you bad dreams. So be warned.
This is the 19th Jack Reacher book by Lee Child and I can't quite believe it. I have been a fan from the beginning. Yes, they are ridiculous but I really just enjoy reading them. They are ridiculously good fun and Jack Reacher for all his machismo, false modesty and ability to do the quite unbelievable, is still a great fictional character.
Lee Child swaps his narration position in these books quite often - I prefer 3rd person, this is 1st person which I find jarring with these books, Nevertheless, it's a typical Jack book. A sniper has taken a shot at the French President and the only sniper known that is able to take that shot has recently been released from prison. A prison that Jack got him sent to so the US government reaches out to Jack to track the sniper down. 2 other men are known to international agencies, men that would have been able to take that shot and Jack has to work with other agencies to track down all three men and find out who took the shot and why.
The story takes Jack to Paris then London where he gets tangled up with a London gang - dodging them as well as the sniper who he knows must be after him and judging the range that he can shoot at, Jack may never see the bullet coming.
What can I say about this book? It's a good read - simple, exciting and ridiculous. I feel that Child needs to start taking Jack in a new direction, after all he's been at this a long time. Maybe that's what he tried with this book - making Jack international, but Jack's better on his home turf, small towns, brutal men. Like the Littlest Hobo - only big.
Jack Reacher jumps off a bus and walks fourteen miles down a country road into Margrave, Georgia. An arbitrary decision he's about to regret.
Reacher is the only stranger in town on the day they have had their first homicide in thirty years.The cops arrest Reacher and the police chief turns eyewitness to place him at the scene. As nasty secrets leak out, and the body count mounts, one thing is for sure.
They picked the wrong guy to take the fall.
The very first Jack Reacher novel, and it's a good introduction to a seemingly enduring character.
It's the charater of Reaher himself that takes centre stage in the adventures. He's uncompromising, a law unto himself. A former Military Policeman, he leaves the army to become an off the grid drifter. Among his many talents, it seems, is to attract trouble and consistently be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
The plot is quick, and harsh. There is enough mystery to keep interest high, but I was dissapointed to find that I had guessed a few major plot points ahead of times, so a third of the books was simply filling in the details.
Having said that, it was enjoyable. I admire the craft in the writing. To be able to write a taught pacy thriller is a skill in itself. Even if the Reacher books are the literary equivalent of a chinese meal (consumed and quickly forgotten) I for one am happy to keep munching my way through them.
They make an excellent escape and they make reading enjoyable.
Sergeant Amy Callan and Lieutenant Caroline Cooke have a lot in common.
Both were army high-flyers. Both were aquainted with Jack Reacher. Both were forced to resign from the service.
Now they're both dead.
Found in their own homes, naked, in a bath full of paint.
Apparent victims of an army man. A loner, a smart guy with a score to settle, a ruthless vigilante.
A man just like Jack Reacher.
The fourth Reacher novel in the series...
I felt this one was the weakest of teh four I've read in the sequence. The writing is up to par, the mechanics of the plot are well done, but it was obvious to me 'whodunit' at around the halfway point.
From then on reading the book was an exercise in studying how the author went about dropping breadcrumbs and how he would go about the big reveal.
It was nice to have a bit of bleed over from the last book with Jodie making anohter appearance, but she was simply used in this book to question Reacher's lifestyle and inate wanderlust.
All I can say in conclusion is that I completed the book knowing that I had figured out the ending. This, in it's way is a compliment. I was still interested enough to carry on and have the details filled in.
There is somehting about the way it all sweeps along that makes the Reacher books so readable.
For Jack Reacher being invisible has become a habit.
He spends his days digging swimming pools by hand and his nights as the bouncer in the local strip club in the Florida Keys.
He doesn't want to be found.
But someone has sent a private detective to seek him out. Then Reacher finds the guy beaten to death with his fingertips sliced off. It's time to head north and work out who is trying to find him and why.
The third Reacher Novel by Lee Child, and I must say my favourite so far.
We find out a little more about Reachers past and the villian of the piece is by far the most interesting of advisaries.
I didn't telegraph the big twist which was satisfying and enjoyed the plot as it raced along and unfolded.
The most enjoyable part of the book was Child's depiction of New York, the sense of place in the novels shines through and becomes integral to the feeling of the story. Having Reacher travel from place to place is a master stroke when each new setting is painted with such detail and evokes different feelings. THe setting is what sets each new Reacher novel apart from it's previous incarnations.