Stated First American Edition bound in white cloth and blue boards. A VG+ copy in a VG+ dust jacket. Soiling to the edges of the book's upper page block. Fading to the edges of the boards. The dust jacket has rubs to its spine tips and corners. Small chip at the front panel's upper left corner.
Nicolas Freeling born Nicolas Davidson, (March 3, 1927 - July 20, 2003) was a British crime novelist, best known as the author of the Van der Valk series of detective novels which were adapted for transmission on the British ITV network by Thames Television during the 1970s.
Freeling was born in London, but travelled widely, and ended his life at his long-standing home at Grandfontaine to the west of Strasbourg. He had followed a variety of occupations, including the armed services and the catering profession. He began writing during a three-week prison sentence, after being convicted of stealing some food.[citation needed]
Freeling's The King of the Rainy Country received a 1967 Edgar Award, from the Mystery Writers of America, for Best Novel. He also won the Gold Dagger of the Crime Writers' Association, and France's Grand Prix de Littérature Policière.
Gadget was my introduction to both Nicolas Freeling & the crime genre, and it will not be my last. As a newbie, I was compelled by the stories buildup, with accumulating tension like neutrons in a chain reaction…The story gains momentum gradually, only to cascade with the chaotic precision of electrons racing through a photomultiplier tube ;) .
Much like Joseph Heller, Freelings’ prose is dialogue-heavy but technically sharp with respect to the physics at play. Though not always an easy read, Gadget rewards attention and rewards rereading (which I have to do anyway… for every book… on every page… LOL)
For my fellow readers who have an appreciation for chemistry, electronics and hopeless romance , I highly recommend this novel.
"A gadget is physicists' jargon for a nuclear device: a playful and harmless word for what we would call an atomic bomb." (From the Author's Note.)
The thirty-seventh book by Nicolas Freeling that I am reviewing here! Only four remaining to read; what will I do with my life? While Gadget (1977), being a straightforward thriller, is a little unusual entry from my favorite crime/mystery author, it has been even more unusual for me because for almost half of the book I did not like it too much. I found the first two parts, out of five, boring, implausible, charmless, and - what would seem inconceivable for the author known for his stellar prose - not that well written, particularly the artificial sounding, stilted dialogues. Of course, I would never dream of not finishing a book by Mr. Freeling, so I plodded forward. And lo! At about the 40% mark the novel suddenly picked up and became quite readable.
Jim Hawkins, an American physicist working in a German nuclear institute, is kidnapped by terrorists, along with his wife and two young daughters. The captors - terrorists of a rather atypical variety - want him to produce the Gadget, a small nuclear device, that they want to explode to achieve their goals. They have managed to steal the necessary quantity of highly enriched uranium, they have collected all needed parts, and the only thing they are missing is the know-how. Mr. Hawkins is diligently working on assembling the device, and things keep looking up for the captors, but suddenly... a piercing scream can be heard in the terrorists' well-equipped lab, and at about page 100 the plot becomes really interesting.
While in most thrillers the descriptions and explanations of science are ridiculously botched, the situation is not that bad here: the fragments presenting the mechanics of the Gadget sound plausible (I have had some exposure to theoretical physics), although there are probably too many details, and they are accompanied by overly simplistic calculations. Rather unexpectedly for a book written by a master of psychological crime drama, it is the psychology that does not have enough depth and lacks plausibility in the first half - only in the first half - of the novel.
Oh, but how can I not like the mention of PDP-11/40. I used to work on PDP-11 series computers in the late 1970s, at about the time the novel was published. These were wonderful times for scientific computing: no Internet, no Facebook, just the real stuff.
To sum up: the topic of terrorism is perhaps even more relevant these days than 40 years ago, and save for its first 40% the book is a good read - truly a nail-biting thriller in latter parts - with a splendid, powerful ending. Not my kind of Freeling, though.
While not the first novel on nuclear terror ever written, nor the last, it is the best. It is technically accurate (up to a necessary point, of course); the plot is plausible; and the conclusion is terrifying.
Some may quibble that the bomb design and construction team is too small -- only a scientist and a technician -- but that is exactly the size the American Office of Technology Assessment set as the minimum in its 1977 report on nuclear terror. Freeling's anonymous scientific collaborator obviously knew his stuff.