Listening is so much more experiential, the voice, like a an instrument adds emotion and nuance to the writer.
One does not read Edward Rutherfurd for the plot and story. The narrative is purely a backdrop or a canvas to explore the city and to 'experience' its historic life. The actual story is, in true Rutherfurd tradition, slightly weak and contrived. Don't get me wrong, it is much less painful than anything by Dan Brown, but the narrative is a vehicle not the end. Therefore the end of the book could be anything, since the real end of the book is going to be your travel agent.
The two J's do justice to the story and help to delineate the forward-backward jumps in centuries. Jonathan can really make con you to believe it is a woman talking without any obvious falsetto trick. True craft.
I would have liked to win that lucky draw, not for the obvious, but for the other.
A good, albeit weak yarn, on a magnificent backdrop.
Yes, No, Yes?, impossible to waist time with Mr Jo, but this is not Nesbo at his best. Good, but not good enough for one of my favourite characters.
I have to confess, that I am a total Sean Barrett fan boy. The best part of this book is the dulcet tones of Barrett. I defy anyone not to be mesmerised by his delivery. One of the few readers that draws and captures my attention throughout. I am sure that Sean Barrett can read the yellow pages and I will be on the edge of my seat. To be honest, he might just have almost done that in narrating this book.
No. Why spoil a good book by cheapening it into a movie. Film retards the imagination. More meat between the ears, than between the eyes.
Open letter to Mr. Nesbo. Take some time off, tell your publisher to lay off you. Take your time, drink some whiskey, play in your band, ski along a Fjord. Get yourself back to peak and then blow our pip with the next Harry episode. We love you and your work, and this was not your best effort.
Closed, stifling, suspicious? Jack can punch all the way to freedom.
Early on Jack enters the town and orders a beer, the locals give him the evil eye, and Jack responds like Jack does. Stereo and deluxe.
Jeff gets Reacher, awkward, elusive, charismatic, blunt. Believe, I tell you, believe!
Come on this is Jack Reacher, if you get moved by fiction, this is not your genre. You get a kick! Plenty of those in this novel, each as purging as dry figs.
In probably, the most complicated Lee Child logic to follow, Jack inadvertently falls down the rabbit hole into explosive drama.
This is the weirdest Jack plot, and some of the others are weird enough.
Jeff is the Reacher maker. Good man, good fellow and kind to puppies - I'm sure.
Reacher in a hitch!
Fearless, violent, right.
As a non-American, who loves America, the covering up Washington scandal riddled politician is the stuff of legacy. Jack and the district tortured beauty, sorts out all sorts of political malignancies. The fun is, it is not done with diplomacy, but something a lot more primordial.
The local brainless duo walks up to Reacher in a tone of dissonance, Guess the outcome? I was playing air-vigilanty while listening.
Too true. Dishes not washed, owner unhappy.
What is not to love about Jack Reacher? In the vein of our comic need for a super hero, Jack Reacher kicks all the tochas that needs kicking, somehow managing to lay to rest the cruelty of another modern day injustice. Scant regard for judice prudence and a strong regard for street justice, country bumpkin villains are sorely sorted. The obligatory, slightly confused, lass under strain, is the love interest. The underlying issues is worthy of a moral pulpit. The destruction of baddies epic. The Cathartic purge and fiction of simple and uncomplicated comeuppance mesmerising. So, what is not to love about Jack Reacher? What is not to love about Lee Child, after all he hails from Coventry!
Jack Reacher is simple, Sherlock your way to the heart of a wrong, beat, kill or punish the perpetrator, tryst the local beauty and hitchhike into the sunset. In this novel, inbred hillbillies get their but kicked. What more could one want?
Mr Harding is brilliant, dulcet drawling American accent adds to this non-American the perfect tone for Jack.
The story is nonsense, but don't let that put you off, Lee Child sells you all of this ridiculousness to the point that you will take a bullet for it. You will probably not want to talk about it in two weeks time down at the pub, but you will buy the next Jack Reacher audiobook from Audible. Jack is an enigma, the improbability of your primordial genetic code. What is not to love with touching your reptilian brain with so much relish? I love the fact that it is such nonsense - so loveable and so enjoyable. Perfect fiction and escape.
It Jack, he's back and he's got mates. Baddies fear and tremble!
The first scene, no, correction the last scene.... Hum, in reconsideration the middle bit.
Moved me? What kind of question is this for a Jack Reacher novel? It does not move, it kicks your butt.
Galeano wants his continent back, and listening to his arguments, who can blame him. This book illustrates some of the deceptive exploitation of the first world towards latin America. The only pity is that the book is dated, I would love to get an update. Get this book, it will certainly make you think!
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