Having taken Jack Ryan, Sr. way beyond the realm of possibility, Clancy needed to come up with new characters, and the tie in to his kid and nephews gives the plot line some context.
Much of the book is made up of dialogue between the two cousins, who refer to each other alternatively by endearing Italian nicknames (Enzo?) and more often as "Bro" (!). Maybe real life conversations with twenty - something males also leaves something to be desired, but this is really hard to listen to.
Far fetched plots and unlikely outcomes are commonplace in this genre, and I can listen to some pretty silly stuff, so long as the writing itself is interesting to listen to. Here, the dialogue between the brothers, and Jr.'s references to "Dad" really made me grate my teeth.
I love spy novels and especially the stories crafted by Tom Clancy. HOWEVER, this book is one of the worst books I've listened to from Audible. The story is too long, improbable and at times inconsistent. I think you'd rather listen to The Lion's Game by Nelson DeMille.
I enjoied this book. I would like to read the next book in the series. I definitely felt as if I knew these people. My only complaint is that it seems unlikely that three rank amatures would be sent against seasoned terrorists. What chance could new, raw recruits possibly have against experienced, tempered, cold-as-stone assassins? This is not a joke. These people are for real. They are monsters. They can smell you coming miles away. There is no smiling at them across the hallway and hoping they don't make you.
I liked the main characters and I thought the beginning of the book was strong. The action scenes seemed a little rushed, though. And the ending. The ending happened to fast it was almost anti-climatic.
I don't want to pan this book. I just want the next one to be better. Now that you don't have to re-introduce the main chacters, hopefully we can hit the ground running in the next one. And soon, please.
...and drives off a cliff. For years I have defended my enjoyment of Clancy's thrillers against those who dismiss him as a right wing war hawk. After all, I served in the Army, and a lot of what Clancy writes is true to form; and why blame an author for the ignorance of his fans? Not so this time.
Apparently Tom has been drinking too much kool-ade from his benefactor's punch bowls; and no longer feels the need to justify or disguise his hatred of all things librull. The characters become one dimensional props for a simple revenge fantasy unworthy of James Bond in Roger Moore incarnation. Democrats are all spineless and/or traitorous. Republicans are all incorruptible defenders of the Greatest Country In The History Of Earth. Subtlety and nuance of motivation are dispensed with entirely.
And so we are asked to suspend disbelief for the preposterous premise that America's interests are best served by a secret society of untouchable aristocracy financed by illegal insider trading and acting as patriotic vigilante assassins. For qualifications to assume this mantle of unaccountable power, we get precious little. One is the son of a great spy and powerful man, and genetics seem to be his only credential. Most preposterously, or perhaps ironically, Clancy cites George Orwell, an author who wrote brilliantly against creeping fascism, as justification for his heroes' fascist behavior.
Clancy spends better time on their motivation, with a detailed look at the mechanics of a terrorist atrocity. But even the atrocity is not particularly imaginative, and its climax is telegraphed early on. The heroes encounter no complications, casualties, or "blowback" from their off-the-reservation activities. In the end, we are left hanging for an obvious sequel and the inevitable bad movie adaptation starring Tom Cruise as the genetically perfect aristocratic spy and directed by Michael Bay.
If you want a good revenge novel by Clancy, read Without Remorse.
Outside worker bee
Clancy fans will enjoy this book as it is typical of his in depth knowledge of the intelligence community. I looked forward to each chapter, al beit 26+ hours long...
It's hard to reconcile that this book was written by by the same author that wrote Patriot Games,The Hunt for Red October or take your pick of a number of fine novels that bear his name. The characters in this work seemed one dimensional and immature. The moral angst was contrived and revisited ad nauseum. In Tom Clancy's other novels it was like he pulled the curtains aside to reveal motives and machinations not guessed at by ordinary folks. This read like a soap opera script. John Ryan has been retired and the next generation just can't carry the ball. The fact that it took two credits should have been a warning that this was a swan song. I'll not be buying any new novels with his name on it unless I hear he's done a 180 on his current style. I was truly disappointed and wanted to blame the editor, publishing company, anybody but Tom Clancy whom I have enjoyed reading for over 20 years.
This is a good continuation of a nice series. the narrator was good , the pace fast , and the characters nicely developed so far. I enjoyed this book alot and will be looking for more Clancy novels like it.
After reading the other reviews, I wonder if we read the same book. Agreed that this isn't the best Clancy but I did enjoy it.
The ending leaves us set up for one or many sequels.
I loved his early books and appreciated his attention to detail. But in this one, every time something is about to happen in the here and now, someone has to reflect back on what "old Dad" did before or speculate on his thought processes and moral conundrums. There is so much angst and soul searching, repeated ad nauseum, that the action could fill a very thin novelette indeed. And there was such extreme repetition of things described in minute detail at different intervals in the book to different people that I found myself talking back to the tape "yeah yeah yeah, I heard this already!" I've never fast forwarded through a book before, but I did extensively on this one, and wished I'd opted for an abridged version. An interesting story, poorly and tediously told. Where was the editor on this stinker?