Killing Pablo has an incredible plot, and very uninspiring writing and shoddy, unforgivable editing. This does not read like a book at all, but a first attempt at a (bad) magazine article. Being non fiction, this story is in the public domain. Yet, the pathetic research done by Mark Bowden puts one off, giving an extremely sketchy, uneven overview of the whole scenario and kills the supposed thrill emanating from the chase.
The story is simple, Pablo Escobar, kingpin of cocaine dealers, big shit in Columbia, extremely violent gangster, dreaded in the US so much so that millions of dollars and hundreds of personnel are poured into Columbia over a period of a year and a half to kill Pablo (without much concern over stanching off the cocaine supply). Escobar is crazy violent enough to affect policy changes in the government favouring himself by violence and bribes (any judge passing a sentence against him is blown away, any journalist writing is bombed, any public servant making any efforts to still Pablo has his entire family blown away with a car bomb, and specially, lots and lots of policemen killed by targeting, along with no concern for collateral damage to civilians. All this while, Pablo is spending on his old neighbourhoods, donating to schools and spreading propaganda for the masses becoming a sort of local hero at defying the USA. Then a rival vigilante organization called Los Pepes crops up which starts specifically targeting everyone ever connected with Pablo Escobar, including family members and civilians who have never been indicted but who prop up Pablo, like lawyers, bankers, corrupt officials. Every bomb that Escobar blows up, a rival bomb blows up at the houses of someone connected to Escobar. All this while, regular electronic surveillance is on, trying to track Escobar down all the while he keeps getting more and more panicked about a possible attack on his own wife and kids. This is Columbia in 1992-1993 where rival bombs are blowing up across the cities, vigilante policemen are picking up information from CIA agents, american soldiers are running around trying to track the world's richest criminal in one of the most poorest and electronically untraceable neighbourhood.
Bowden has not been able to piece together this naturally bombastic thriller of a story into any sort of a narrative. You never get any look into any of the characters, Pablo is nowhere in the book. Even the investigators who are covered in a little more detail have such shoddy, generalised sketches that it is evident that Bowden has never spent any time with any of them. To describe Juan Pablo Escobar (Pablo's 15 year old son), there are at least 10 places in the book that he is referred to as "a 6' tall chubby teenager". That is all he is ever described as.
There are countless frequent repetitions in the book, even so much so as to have used the same sentence over and over again as a rejoinder. And it is surprising how everything has been dumped into any sort of chronological order as if actually writing the book was too much effort for the author and he couldn't be bothered with it. So you would have a long, un-necessary chapter about Lt. Hugo Martinez, and then immediately into the next chapter, you would have a long paragraph explaining who is Lt. Hugo Martinez, and what is he doing in the story right now, as if the reader might have lost him while turning the page.
I had picked this book after seeing it on Breaking Bad, quite enthused by the idea that I could at least pick up a good book recommendation from a shitty show. I should have known better.
It is all the more sad since the background story is really striking, and that this was happening out there in the real world is scary and worthy of having a good book written about it. This is not it.