Lloyd B. (azriel308) reviewed Tom Clancy Point of Contact (A Jack Ryan Jr. Novel) on + 27 more book reviews
To some there will be spoilers in this. You are warned.
Let me start off by saying I have really enjoyed the books written by Tom Clancy. Some more than others, enjoyed all of them though.
This one wasn't written by him, and was just miserable to read. The only reason I went as far as I did was I didn't have anything else with me to read on the plane. I was very disappointed in this book. I actually put it aside and read the air lines magazine from the seat back. That should give you some idea how bad this was.
If you read the dust jacket preview of the book, you read the good version of it. The first thirty pages weren't bad. Not great. Not bad though. Then things just go south and just when you think they hit bed rock, someone brings out a bigger shovel. The author wastes two chapters on dialog that comes across as over dramatic and forced, over Jack training in a dojo. Sounded more like someone just wanting to show how much they knew about some martial art and not knowing how to really brag about it.
Then it goes into a very long and boring travel journal of Jack and his coworker going about their day to day analyst work over seas. At night one drinks, well he drinks almost all the time it seems. Jack, goes on a dinner date, gets into a fight, breaks in a few places and wrecks a car because he is too high speed to remember that rain makes cars hydro plane. I forget how many pages were dedicated just the flights to their destination. Anyone who has been on a commercial flight doesn't need a reminder of the cramped seats in coach.
Once they arrive, it is like reading a travel journal from someone's business trip. Long boring technical explanations. A few comments on lunches they had or what they wore to work.
Aside from the few sneak and peaks tossed in with a car crash, a corrupt former senator, and that is about it for something to hold your attention. I stopped when my flight landed. Talk about boring. The one time I didn't bring more than one book, I wished I had. I won't be wasting my time on anything with Madens name on it again.
Let me start off by saying I have really enjoyed the books written by Tom Clancy. Some more than others, enjoyed all of them though.
This one wasn't written by him, and was just miserable to read. The only reason I went as far as I did was I didn't have anything else with me to read on the plane. I was very disappointed in this book. I actually put it aside and read the air lines magazine from the seat back. That should give you some idea how bad this was.
If you read the dust jacket preview of the book, you read the good version of it. The first thirty pages weren't bad. Not great. Not bad though. Then things just go south and just when you think they hit bed rock, someone brings out a bigger shovel. The author wastes two chapters on dialog that comes across as over dramatic and forced, over Jack training in a dojo. Sounded more like someone just wanting to show how much they knew about some martial art and not knowing how to really brag about it.
Then it goes into a very long and boring travel journal of Jack and his coworker going about their day to day analyst work over seas. At night one drinks, well he drinks almost all the time it seems. Jack, goes on a dinner date, gets into a fight, breaks in a few places and wrecks a car because he is too high speed to remember that rain makes cars hydro plane. I forget how many pages were dedicated just the flights to their destination. Anyone who has been on a commercial flight doesn't need a reminder of the cramped seats in coach.
Once they arrive, it is like reading a travel journal from someone's business trip. Long boring technical explanations. A few comments on lunches they had or what they wore to work.
Aside from the few sneak and peaks tossed in with a car crash, a corrupt former senator, and that is about it for something to hold your attention. I stopped when my flight landed. Talk about boring. The one time I didn't bring more than one book, I wished I had. I won't be wasting my time on anything with Madens name on it again.
