Listen to chapter 1, then skip the 23 chapters with Reacher in the back of a truck. Part 2 picks up considerably.
Reacher #3, as long as there aren't any trucks.
A very good performance.
If I could travel back in time, I would convince the expectant author's mother to get an abortion.
Returning to the present, I would know that the planet had been spared the atrocity of this book. That would be a 5-star experience for me.
Anything not read by Becca Battoe.
I though Ray Bradbury reading his masterpiece "Fahrenheit 451" was the worst thing ever. Not true. Listening to Becca Battoe is orders of magnitude worse.
I would take the entire audio recording and delete it.
Becca Battoe and E.L. James are the suck.
A different narrator.
There isn't a story.
That's hard to say since nothing of interest happens in the book.
Chapter 7 is when I really started to hate the book. Here's chapter 7 as it would appear in Cliff's Notes: It's hot. Isn't it hot? Why is it so hot? Why does anyone get married in the summer? I think the sun is getting hotter. No. I read somewhere it's getting cooler.
Child once again babbles on ad infinitum over mundane details that should have been excised by a better editor.
Make it shorter.
Reacher #1: Killing Floor was very good. Reacher #2: Die Trying was good, even though Reacher spends almost half of the book in the back of a truck. Lame. This one is so bad I can't finish it.
I'm guessing there's no reason to even start Reacher #4.
This really can't be considered a book, per se. All it is, really, is a collection of quotes which have been copy and pasted into a text document. Period. I could have done that.
The far too numerous flashbacks in this book are always tedious and often pointless. Keep you finger on your iPod's fast-forward button.
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