Rating: WARTY!
I guess you can call this a case study given the author's name, and it ended up in the john. Of course the name on the book isn't the author's real name. Normally I detest authors who, for want of a more circumspect term, outright lie about their identity, but I can see why these authors did it, because certainly, they wouldn't want this one on their record of publishing non-fiction books. This is a case of a professional trying to write fiction, and somehow feeling he or she has to lecture we poor readers about their professional business. No thanks. They remind me of Clive Cussler, the late unlamented author who essentially put himself into his novels, not even thinly-disguised.
These appear to be using the same tactic and so it's both the first and last book of theirs that I'll ever tried to read. I wasn't impressed. The book was all over the place and I found myself starting to skim after only a few pages asking, fruitlessly as it happened - or more accurately failed to happen - is anything actually going to happen?
It's one of those books that jumps around like a nervous and finicky flea, never quite knowing where to take a stand and get down to it, so we're all over the place with different people doing different things. One assumes this will all come together in the end, but I do not like this style of writing and quickly tired of it.
The other big problem is that of the author making dramatic claims about world-shocking revelations, and then moving right on to the next unrelated chapter without offering a word as to what this revelation is, when it's patently obvious from the blurb what's going on. Why be so ridiculously coy? It's just annoying. In the real world - which be warned this novel is patently not set, no secret like this would ever escape the attention of the press. It would be all over the place. The novel is over two decades old, so social media was not then what it is now, but certainly it would have been in social media too, even back them, such as it was back then.
The author's stand-in is named 'Joe Lassiter' in this novel. I can only assume that Joe is the middle name and the unmentioned first name is "Average." We learn that his sister and her son were killed and their home set on fire and when he learns of another such murder, he goes on to uncover a "truth that will shock him - and the world - to the very bone." Yeah, someone is trying to clone Jesus. What a bunch of horseshit!
For that to happen, there would have actually have to have been a Jesus to clone. There wasn't - not a son of god Jesus, anyway. Jesus was such a common name back then how would they even be sure they had the right one?! And what the hell difference would it have made? Is the author saying that this purported divine being can be recreated by cloning his physical body which was nothing more than the union of genetic material from his ordinary human parents? The whole idea is patently ridiculous from the outset.
The dramatic claims about this book, contained in the blurb are grotesquely overdone. This sort of a book always claims that the story is so shocking it won't be believed - well, that one I buy, because I don't believe the claim! The thing is that we've had these "shocking" claims out in public for years - for example, that Jesus was married to Mary Magdalene, in Dan Brown's rip-off of Michael Meehan's, Richard Leigh's, and Henry Lincoln's 1982 book Holy Blood, Holy Grail and none of that has made even the minutest impression on the church.
Why would it? Believers are those who believe not in the face of lacking evidence, but in spite of the overwhelmingly negative evidence, so nothing is going to shock them or change their mind; that's a given. Be wary of any book that makes any such claim. There's nothing new under the sun.
Also be wary of eye-disturbing book covers! Fortunately for authors, the last thing I judge a book by is the cover, because if I did, this particular one - with the glaring red background and baby-shit brown punched tape over it making the title and author's fake name almost impossible to read - would have failed while it still sat on the bookstore shelf. I can't imagine why any publisher would let a book out of its doors with a cover like this one. I guess the take home lesson here is that you should never have your book cover designed by Red Ruth Ross.
So no, this book was badly-written, and I never actually got into it far enough to see if the plot was even remotely reasonable which was why I'd decided to try reading it in the first place. So: fail! Can't commend.
