Ugh. Contrived. Hackneyed. More plot holes than a television drama. More pseudo-feminist rhetoric than Anne Rice. The only character we can care about is Ellis, really named John, who in the end is a shallow character--he only cares about Jane. Much of the rest of the story feels like a story told third-hand, with third-hand details. As many as five times he describes the Hind (Russian helicopter) as looking like a bug. Ok. We get it.
Having read the detailed military specifications and action of Tom Clancy as well as the complex characters and riveting action of Stephen Hunter, I found this read severely dry. Peppering it with long explicit sex scenes and thrice mentioning the erotic pleasure Jane derives from breast feeding did nothing to improve the story. In point of fact, it actually sinks it lower into the dregs of my "Have Read, but Wished I Did Not Bother" list.
Over and over we are exposed to the irony of a love interest (a triangle of course--Follett falls back on his award winning formula), Jane, who while supposedly capable, opinionated, strong-willed, and a devout feminist, fails to uphold most of those qualities. It isn't just that she is tested and tried, it is that we are told one thing and she does another. Slapped by her husband, she succumbs to his blathering apology. Most self-respecting feminists would have walked out.
Of course, she doesn't and the next day Ellis, her former boyfriend and protagonist, shows up out of the blue. It is remarkable how he comes to be there, it seems. However, the bigger plot hole is why Jane and her husband Jean-Pierre are there.
In addition, the author leaves too many threads hanging. Anotaly, the Russian KGB contact, for one. One moment he is in the helicopter and the next, Jane and Ellis are in New York. What? What just happened? Of course, in the end someone falls to their death (he does that a LOT--see my review for CODE TO ZERO), but we do not know what happens to Anotaly. And why did he not take Chantal? What was that about? The chapter where Jane and Ellis (John) are on the cliff overlooking the raid on the village complete stumped me. If the baby was there and the villagers would not tell them where the Americans were, why could Anotaly not assume they were nearby and then post some sentries to await their return? Ugh.
I have read EYE OF THE NEEDLE and THE MAN FROM ST. PETERSBURG. Both were fair novels, not Le Carre at his best or even as good as Robert Ludlum, but they are fair representatives of this sort of novel. If this is the Follett you are used to, do not read this book. He takes the sex too far this time, he pushes the boundaries of common sense, and the reader is left with the feeling of being cheated. Too often we go down a long, windy path only to find that the journey was worthless.
In the end, I think this was a rotten book, unworthy to read, yet I finished it.