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If you want a Victorian detective novel, you read Conan Doyle's Sherlock Holmes. If you want a 1990's police procedural, you read Rankin's Rebus. If you want a house racing thriller, however, you read Dick Francis. That's just how it is.
Francis was a master craftsman and an ex jockey to boot, so when a rider falls, or a horse jumps the last to victory, you really feel it.
At 400 pages, it's one of Francis' longest ones, but it races along; clocking up the chapters as quickly as Kit Fielding (the main protagonist) clocks up the winners.
His books may be dated now (in this one, camcorders are new technology!) but they stand the test of time as stand alone thrillers, with action and adventure in every paragraph.
Money? Yes. Violence? Yes. Romance? Yes. In essence, all the components of a classic Francis story - as close as you'll get to a literary odds-on dead cert. Hurrah!
Francis was a master craftsman and an ex jockey to boot, so when a rider falls, or a horse jumps the last to victory, you really feel it.
At 400 pages, it's one of Francis' longest ones, but it races along; clocking up the chapters as quickly as Kit Fielding (the main protagonist) clocks up the winners.
His books may be dated now (in this one, camcorders are new technology!) but they stand the test of time as stand alone thrillers, with action and adventure in every paragraph.
Money? Yes. Violence? Yes. Romance? Yes. In essence, all the components of a classic Francis story - as close as you'll get to a literary odds-on dead cert. Hurrah!