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On paper, this sounds like an awesome thriller. You've got a Russian kidnapping ring, a brilliant criminal mastermind, a hidden website for sadistic sexual predators, the return of Kyle Craig, a teenage computer hacker marked for death, and surprise plot twists galore. You've also got Alex Cross' first experiences with working for the FBI, as well as the looming threat of him losing custody of his baby son. All that's missing is an author who can do any of it justice.
I'm guessing a lot of people read Patterson, not because his books are great, but because they are just so darn convenient. You can finish a chapter in just a minute or two, which makes them perfect for reading in sporadic bursts of very limited free time. And, of course, they are paced like a bullet.
I read THE BIG BAD WOLF in between sessions of a government forum I attended for work. Any time there was a coffee break or the presenters needed a few minutes to set up, I was able to knock down another two or three chapters. I also read pieces of it on the subway, and to kill time on my lunch break. In that respect, THE BIG BAD WOLF was a satisfying read. It kept me from being bored without requiring much effort on my part. Patterson's books are such easy reads that distractions almost don't matter.
As an actual piece of literature, however, the best thing I can say for it is that I didn't mind it--which is a better review than I gave to the previous Alex Cross installment, FOUR BLIND MICE. I've had a soft spot for Alex Cross ever since watching Morgan Freeman in KISS THE GIRLS as a teenager. That movie was a major reason why I initially wanted to major in Criminal Justice in college. So, in some ways, it feels nice to reconnect with Cross now and again, even if it's in the context of another tepid James Patterson thriller. And this one has sort of a "to be continued" aspect to it, which means I'll have to pick up the next installment before this one vanishes from my memory--considering what a forgettable book this is, I'm sure that won't be long.
I'm guessing a lot of people read Patterson, not because his books are great, but because they are just so darn convenient. You can finish a chapter in just a minute or two, which makes them perfect for reading in sporadic bursts of very limited free time. And, of course, they are paced like a bullet.
I read THE BIG BAD WOLF in between sessions of a government forum I attended for work. Any time there was a coffee break or the presenters needed a few minutes to set up, I was able to knock down another two or three chapters. I also read pieces of it on the subway, and to kill time on my lunch break. In that respect, THE BIG BAD WOLF was a satisfying read. It kept me from being bored without requiring much effort on my part. Patterson's books are such easy reads that distractions almost don't matter.
As an actual piece of literature, however, the best thing I can say for it is that I didn't mind it--which is a better review than I gave to the previous Alex Cross installment, FOUR BLIND MICE. I've had a soft spot for Alex Cross ever since watching Morgan Freeman in KISS THE GIRLS as a teenager. That movie was a major reason why I initially wanted to major in Criminal Justice in college. So, in some ways, it feels nice to reconnect with Cross now and again, even if it's in the context of another tepid James Patterson thriller. And this one has sort of a "to be continued" aspect to it, which means I'll have to pick up the next installment before this one vanishes from my memory--considering what a forgettable book this is, I'm sure that won't be long.