Gianni Garetsky, successful artist and ex-killer, has the rhythm of his days interrupted by the FBI. They are searching for Vittorio Battaglia, hitman for the local Mafia boss and a school friend of Gianni's. He decides to find Battaglia himself, before the FBI can kill him.
Published in 1995, purchased at a charity book sale for $1.50 25 years later. Really tried to read this. It's written in a Mario Puzo style. Just did not agree with my value system. The cat jumped up on my lap, was on page 91 after 2 weeks. Spilled coffee all over the book. I wiped it off and thought--yeah, we're done here.
If you want to read about the lives of psychopaths, rape, wanton abandon, no soul redemption--here you go.
It got 2 stars because the writing is good and I wish Weaver would have picked a different level of writing. He's 91 now and it doesn't seem fair to include a review disparaging what was an acceptable genre at the time. So--why was it acceptable?
Book is getting insteresting when u start to read more and more. A lot of characters at first, so it might be confusing at the beginning. The whole story is written well and the characters were managed well. But I don’t understand the glorification of women, anything they do. Man get crazy about them. Of course I understand it’s nothing special, but this book shows more than average view of women. Sometimes the characters I think are immortal and have super powers which is a bad side of the gook because it’s getting unrealistic. But I guess the author wanted the happy ending and make all the good characters win.
This is a good summer, backyard read. There are some interesting (albeit somewhat overdone)characters, and the plot is fair. (Hard to go wrong with violence, suspense, and sex) It seems like it's about 60 pages too long, however. It has some repetitive moments, and is fairly predictable, but not a bad book.
Sociopathic Attorney General of the U.S., the Mafia, the CIA, assasins-turned-artists, artists-turned-assasins, gun weilding 8 year old boy, mysterious asian woman, yadda yadda yadda.
Really good book! Played out like a movie. Some mistakes in the details. Vittorio tells someone his son is 9, yet the boy is 8 throughout the duration of the book.