I’ve found you have to pace yourself with the Reacher series. Read the series order too quickly and it gets dull. Wait too long and you forget the rhythm. I timed reading this one just right. I was exactly ready for it and Child didn’t disappoint. He got it just right. Goldilocks right.
More Jesus/Templar/Vatican-plot blarney here but done somewhat better than Dan Brown ever has.
Martin is known for his sweeping cast of characters and extravagant plots. Here, he just writes well. Wish he did that more
In my opinion, Japan’s best modern novelist, blending the banal and the paranormal in tight, edgy writing.
Firm friends? Macron handshake leaves mark on Trump
JUN 10, 2018
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LA MALBAIE, QUEBEC – They once shook hands for an eye-watering 29 seconds, with neither man willing to show a hint of weakness. Now Emmanuel Macron has left a firm impression on Donald Trump in their latest squeezing contest.
Photos that have gone viral show how Macron turned part of Trump’s hand pale with a blood-squeezing grip when they met Friday on the sidelines of the Group of Seven summit in Canada.
Another picture appears to show the 71-year-old Trump wincing slightly as he struggles to get to grips with his 40-year-old counterpart.
The relationship between the two alpha males has been something of a roller-coaster ride since they first met last year, epitomized by their infamous handshake marathon in Paris during Bastille Day celebrations last July.
Although Macron was given the honor of the first state visit of the Trump era in April, one of the most enduring images of the trip was when Trump brushed some flecks of dandruff off the Frenchman’s jacket in the White House.
The two men also traded jibes on Twitter in the build-up to the summit in Canada, which has been soured by Trump’s decision to impose tariffs on steel and aluminum exports from the European Union.
Despite their differences, the two men seem at least to enjoy a mutual respect.
“We have a very really good relationship, very special,” Trump told reporters after Friday’s handshake.
Light, romantic farce, about as satisfying and full of substance as a soup tureen full of Cool Whip. If that’s your craving, it will scratch that itch. If not …
The Scandinavian Noir police genre is really strong these days. Stieg Larrson, Jo Nesbo, Arnaldur Indriðason, Henning Mankell, Karin Fossum: there seems no end of extremely talented novelists. Unfortunately, Hakan Nesser doesn’t belong on that list. His offering is as bland and meh and ineffectual as the police investigation at the core of this book. Give it a pass.