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Not him, not Tom Cruise!
le 12 décembre 2012
In this truly brutal, early book about itinerant ex-MP Jack Reacher (JR)) first published in 1999, the Twin Towers may play a bigger, more atmospheric role than in any other piece of creative writing; hosting 130.000 workers, its sounds and smells provide a powerful backdrop to what follows. Because on the 88th floor of its South Tower, Victor `Hook' Hobie holds court, an evil money man with a blotted-out past, financier of last resort for heirs of struggling family businesses, desperate to bridge a brief cash shortfall at extortionate rates. Not so with Chester Stone IV, whose firm stuck to making 8-mm cameras when video and other technologies made his company obsolete. Hobie is intent on taking over the entire firm within six weeks...
Meanwhile, JR digs up 4 tons of dirt and stones a day in the Florida Keys, creating swimming pools and works evenings as a bouncer. His work has made him top fit, 113 kg of pure muscle, when he becomes aware of being wanted, first by a NY-private eye, then by a duo of NY-gangsters in expensive suits. He denies being JR on both occasions. When he finds the private eye dead, face ruined, finger prints cut off, he flies, a bit guilt-ridden, to NY for some private inquiries.
This thriller is about two lines of inquiry with a tight deadline in the here and now, but starting 30 years apart. Induction and deduction, contacts in the armed forces (JR was made redundant only 2 years earlier), help him think and crash through walls of silence. This was only the third of a series of (now) 17 thrillers with JR as an itinerant, walk-about former MP major. And one of the best in a great series.
The bad news is that the hero of a Hollywood movie about Reacher's exploits, will be Tom Cruise... Terrible choice. His size (160+ cm) disqualifies him from being an MP for starters. Let alone stepping into JR's large shoes.