Strong story, immense fun, but shortchanged on passion.
Driscoll’s second novel strives for a more sustained focus and an even gutsier grip on the reader than Lucky Man, Lucky Woman (1998). His writing remains fresh as ever.
Stardog hurtles along like a terrific movie, with the author creating wonderful visual images while padding the plot with the usual novelistic background stuff that will get cut from the screenplay. This approach is entertaining, but readers are unlikely to be moved by any of it; Driscoll tries for emotion at the end, but a dose of climactic melodrama befogs his hopes and the story’s deepest possibilities. Earl Patrick Godfrey, a schoolbus driver and recovering alcoholic, reads that ex-wife Diane has put his glorious customized 1977 candy-apple red Ranchero 500 up for sale. Earl happens to be driving by his old house, where the Ranchero sits. Suddenly he stops the bus, leaves the kids, plows through snow to the garage and steals his former but still blazingly beautiful pickup. Using Diane’s Mastercard, he steals $200 from her account and takes his old beauty for a last ride, an illegal but glorious outing. At a Chippewa casino on the Upper Michigan Peninsula, he’s fed a straight flush worth $12,870 by casino dealer Miranda Mtn., who tells him to meet her later at a hotel. They join forces, and Miranda makes it clear that their stolen pot is a stake in doubling their take by betting everything on the red or black at a Canadian casino and then again at Atlantic City. Thus the story becomes a road movie as Earl and Miranda get to know each other—and Miranda’s quite an eccentric. What’s more, since abandoning her casino job overnight, she’s being chased by casino bounty hunters who know she cheated them. Unfortunately, Miranda’s character is never fully exploited, and her tie to Earl seems less than heartfelt.
Strong story, immense fun, but shortchanged on passion.Pub Date: May 1, 2000
ISBN: 0-7894-2626-9
Page Count: 256
Publisher: DK Publishing
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: April 1, 2000
Back to a Jurassic Park sideshow for another immensely entertaining adventure, this fashioned from the loose ends of Crichton's 1990 bestseller. Six years after the lethal rampage that closed the primordial zoo offshore Costa Rica, there are reports of strange beasts in widely separated Central American venues. Intrigued by the rumors, Richard Levine, a brilliant but arrogant paleontologist, goes in search of what he hopes will prove a lost world. Aided by state-of- the-art equipment, Levine finds a likely Costa Rican outpostbut quickly comes to grief, having disregarded the warnings of mathematician Ian Malcolm (the sequel's only holdover character). Malcolm and engineer Doc Thorne organize a rescue mission whose ranks include mechanical whiz Eddie Carr and Sarah Harding, a biologist doing fieldwork with predatory mammals in East Africa. The party of four is unexpectedly augmented by two children, Kelly Curtis, a 13-year-old "brainer," and Arby Benton, a black computer genius, age 11. Once on the coastal island, the deliverance crew soon links up with an unchastened Levine and locates the hush-hush genetics lab complex used to stock the ill- fated Jurassic Park with triceratops, tyrannosaurs, velociraptors, etc. Meanwhile, a mad amoral scientist and his own group, in pursuit of extinct creatures for biotech experiments, have also landed on the mysterious island. As it turns out, the prehistoric fauna is hostile to outsiders, and so the good guys as well as their malefic counterparts spend considerable time running through the triple-canopy jungle in justifiable terror. The far-from-dumb brutes exact a gruesomely heavy toll before the infinitely resourceful white-hat interlopers make their final breakout. Pell-mell action and hairbreadth escapes, plus periodic commentary on the uses and abuses of science: the admirable Crichton keeps the pot boiling throughout.
Pub Date: Sept. 28, 1995
ISBN: 0-679-41946-2
Page Count: 480
Publisher: Knopf
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Aug. 15, 1995
This is the sort of book that stirs one so deeply that it is almost impossible to attempt to convey the impression it leaves. It is the story of today's Exodus, of America's great trek, as the hordes of dispossessed tenant farmers from the dust bowl turn their hopes to the promised land of California's fertile valleys. The story of one family, with the "hangers-on" that the great heart of extreme poverty sometimes collects, but in that story is symbolized the saga of a movement in which society is before the bar. What an indictment of a system — what an indictment of want and poverty in the land of plenty! There is flash after flash of unforgettable pictures, sharply etched with that restraint and power of pen that singles Steinbeck out from all his contemporaries. There is anger here, but it is a deep and disciplined passion, of a man who speaks out of the mind and heart of his knowledge of a people. One feels in reading that so they must think and feel and speak and live. It is an unresolved picture, a record of history still in the making. Not a book for casual reading. Not a book for unregenerate conservative. But a book for everyone whose social conscience is astir — or who is willing to face facts about a segment of American life which is and which must be recognized. Steinbeck is coming into his own. A new and full length novel from his pen is news. Publishers backing with advertising, promotion aids, posters, etc. Sure to be one of the big books of the Spring. First edition limited to half of advance as of March 1st. One half of dealer's orders to be filled with firsts.
Pub Date: April 14, 1939
ISBN: 0143039431
Page Count: 532
Publisher: Viking
Review Posted Online: Oct. 5, 2011
Kirkus Reviews Issue: April 1, 1939
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