This is the story of a personal injury lawyer who is paying off judges, and gets caught by the IRS. To lighten the sentence he agrees to wear a wire and implicate those he's been paying off. The more fascinating "second story" is learning about the personalities of both the lawyer and the female FBI agent assigned to protect him. Fabulous insight into the character of the lonely, self-loathing FBI agent and the flashy lawyer you can't help but like. Turow does it again.

I think I shouldn't star this but am not going to read it. Didn't care for The Laws of Our Fathers. I try to read 100 pages but stopped in that one at 97. Too much nonsense information.

I haven't read 2 Scott Turow's so close together before. But this is what I have realized. His mastery is the character. The people take shape and puff air and form words and walk right off the page. Not at first. They are two dimensional just like most characters in most books. They are well described. Nicely dressed. But with each page the book gets fatter. There is suddenly meat on the bone. There is body odor. There is depth, width, height, hopes, dreams, stumbles. He is a craftsman, a master craftsman at this character development thing. The story line is great. I need to say that. But the main thing these master developed characters seem to be marching toward is to deliver, (usually in just one or two sentences) the most perfect endings. This book is an example of both. Robbie and Evon are complex. The ending is just what it needs to be.

Sadly, I think this one aged really poorly compared to other Kindle County Turow books. A convoluted cast of lawyers and judges that just blend together, discussions about homosexuality that really don't hold up to the test of time, and just no real characters to stand behind. I also found the legal piece, which is where Turow typically excels, to be obscured by the cop/FBI procedural elements, which is not he's sweet spot. I just found this one dragging on and on.

Not so much a crime thriller as a lawyer's tale.

Buon romanzo ispirato ad una storia vera, anche se Turow non ne fa cenno.
A mio parere, un unico difetto: il libro è narrato in prima persona da un soggetto che non è il personaggio principale dell'intera vicenda (l'avvocato Robbie Feaver); ciò comporta, talvolta, il rischio di non ricordarsi, durante la lettura, che chi sta parlando non è Feaver, bensì il suo avvocato difensore.
Comunque, una lettura piacevole ed avvincente.

I thought this book was brilliant. Scott Turow is a master at creating characters with amazing depth. Robbie Feaver, in particular, was a complex character. Although he was practicing law illegally and had fallen into unethical practices, he also displayed admirable qualities, especially concerning the love for his dying wife, Lorraine (Rainey). The dialogue of various characters was believable and often entertaining. The judge, Sherm Crowthers was particularly entertaining in his no-nonsense dealings with lawyers in his courtroom. The plot too was quite complex, with various twists and turns that stretched believability at times, but was none-the-less a great read. This is the second time that I've read this book but I will read it again in order to savour the nuances of the plot and the characters.

ull of surprises and a darn good yarn, Personal Injuries is a fun read. Check it out. But if you want something more substantive, go back and read Laws instead.

A book where deception is the game and to the main character Bobbie Feaver a chance tp show off his acting skill to the world while living a lie. Bobbie tells himself did all those deeds for love but it end then he he wake one not knowing who he really.

But over time Feaver grows on you and the reader and Miller—who can't stand him initially—begins to see that he's not such a bad guy so much as an idealist caught in a bad situation. He is doing good for his clients, as the ends may indeed be justifying the means.

Personal Injuries is magnificent - filled with complex, multi-faceted characters who are never entirely good or evil but, like most of us, somewhere in-between. The character of Robbie Feaver kept surprising me and challenging my initial perceptions (kinda like some of the people in my own life, how 'bout that!). I found the plot involving corrupt judges to be absolutely compelling and helped immeasurably by Turow's obvious experience with similar circumstances. You never really who is who.

The potential corruption in the law may show the true in what the system is still lacking and need improvement to become better.

One of the well written piece that has unexpected turn of events in the end. The novel shows crime does not pay but integrity and honesty always triumph.

He is one of the greatest writers of legal thrillers especially showing what is happening behind the scenes inside Chambers.

Scott Turow’s “Personal Injuries” was such a boring waste of time that I’m loath to waste more by writing a review. But if it saves even one person from this sloppy hash, it’s worth it.

Let me start by saying I was excited to begin a Scott Turow thriller. Unfortunately, there is nothing thrilling about about “Personal Injuries.” It drags on ad nauseum, with no narrative arc and no discernable point. I finally skipped ahead to the ending to see where the heck it was going. Finding the conclusion a shock (I’ll give Turow that, though no spoilers from me, in case you hate yourself enough to read the book despite my warning), I went back a ways and read more, then back again, and finally filled in the rest of the gaps to finish the whole boring mess. It helped to have some perspective to put it in. But that only shows how poorly written this novel is.

The author didn’t make me care about any of the characters until possibly near the end, and then every plot line just seemed to peter out predictably and pointlessly.

What’s more, I agree with other reviewers who criticize Turow’s pointless switching of names in “Personal Injuries” and points of view. Editors: Where were you? Is Scott Turow too big a name to let you tinker with his words?

On the whole, a huge dissappointment. Don’t be mislead by this author’s past work.

Robbie is a lawyer who got caught passing bribes to judges. They make a deal with him to wear a wire so they can convict the judges. Things get more and more dangerous-- but the story is more about Robbie's philosophy of life and his impact on those around him.. his own lawyer and the beautiful F.B.I. agent posing as his new legal secretary and his wife, who is suffering from Lou Gehrig's disease.

This is a tough book to read. Robbie's philosophy is to love those around him, though he does it through a hard shell. He thinks life is a play and everyone is pretending to be something. He is a thorough scoundrel that slowly wins over the people closest to him.

In the meantime, the young FBI chick is having her own inner conflict and this story is about inner conflict more than anything else.

Turow can build some decent characters and insert some good lawyerly jokes and legal wrangling. However, this one spent too much time dealing with character issue and not nearly enough time advancing the plot. Not my favcrite, but worth forcing through.

Turow is so damned good. I really hope he is as good a lawyer as he seems, and he's not taking yobboes like me for a ride.

This is a gritty story of the (non-financial) cost of municipal corruption and the (non-financial) cost of fighting it. As always, Turow shows us the wheels turning inside his characters' heads as they plan and scheme. The revelation here is that bribery and graft aren't very much fun. Silly me for thinking that these guys used the dough to make whoopee with good booze, fast cars and faster women. In fact, they don't enjoy themselves, they hate their jobs, and since payoffs are part of the job, they hate them, too.

This one is a little weak at the ending. Once the climactic events occur, Turow seems to realize that we are engaged with his characters and don't want to drop them cold turkey. The wrap-up seems a little rushed, as if the author was more excited about starting his next book than finishing this one. But that's a gripe-ette. Read the book.