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SANTA FE EDGE

In retrospect, Woods’s endless rounds of dead-end scheming find an uncanny echo in contemporary reality TV. Think of this as...

Santa Fe attorney Ed Eagle’s murderous ex-wife and assorted lesser satellites continue to hatch plots at cross-purposes, all as inconclusively as ever.

In the nine weeks since she was sent to a Mexican prison for attempted murder (Santa Fe Dead, 2008), Barbara Eagle Keeler hasn’t been wasting her time. She’s been using the episodes of rape by Warden Pedro Alvarez to gather information that will help her escape and work more havoc back in the United States. Assisted more directly by James Long, the film producer who’s not only her lover but the prospective colleague of Ed’s new wife Susannah Wilde, she hatches a plan to kill Ed and his bride. When they get a whiff of Barbara’s escape despite Alvarez’s insistence that she was merely transferred to another prison, Ed’s longtime private eyes, Cupie Dalton and Vittorio, decide that their best defense against her is a good offense. Not enough malfeasance for you? Soon after Ed gets the murder charges against his latest client, golf pro Tip Hanks, dismissed, Tip takes on a new personal assistant, Dolly Parks, who just happens to be the serial embezzler who killed Tip’s wife. Meanwhile, Todd Bacon, the CIA’s station chief in Panama, is hot in pursuit of Teddy Fay, the CIA agent turned assassin who’s eluded every attempt made to catch him. None of this violent, weightless intrigue goes anywhere, of course, but the dialogue, reeking with obtuse self-assurance, is full of guilty pleasures, from Ed’s admonition to Susannah (“If you keep on shooting people we’re going to end up in court”) to Barbara’s prayer entreating a disputed legacy from the Almighty (“If you’ll let me have this money, I’ll never kill anybody again, not even Ed Eagle!”).

In retrospect, Woods’s endless rounds of dead-end scheming find an uncanny echo in contemporary reality TV. Think of this as one more installment in The Real Sexed-Up Felons of Santa Fe, with all the pleasures and limitations that title implies.

Pub Date: Sept. 1, 2010

ISBN: 978-0-399-15691-5

Page Count: 304

Publisher: Putnam

Review Posted Online: July 6, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Aug. 1, 2010

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TRANSFER OF POWER

The prose is pedestrian, the plotting predictable, the characters comic strip, and the end long in coming. (Author Tour)

            Second-novelist Flynn (Term Limits, 1998) returns, this time with an overstuffed political thriller about bad guys kidnapping the White House.

            With the President in it – though at first he’s presumed safe, hunkered down in his custom-built bunker, having been spirited there just in time by the Secret Service.  The main meanie is one Rafique Aziz, zealot, all-around nutcase, and valued henchman of Saddam Hussein.  Rotten to the core understates it for Aziz.  He won’t even let his hostages go to the bathroom.  He has over a hundred of them, and the deal is the US either complies with his demands – (1) release Iraq’s frozen assets, (2) end the onerous Iraqi blockade, and (3) support a free and autonomous Palestinian state now! – or he shoots a hostage an hour.  To demonstrate his bona fides, he dispatches a couple on national TV.  It’s a crisis that cries out for Mitch Rapp, the CIA’s top counterintelligence operative, “the most efficient and lethal killer in the modern era of the Agency.”  Mitch, code name Iron Man, who lost his high-school sweetheart in Pan Am flight 103 and has been relentlessly vengeful ever since, gains access to the White House.  Bloody-minded Aziz booby-traps everything in sight.  Meanwhile, power has now been transferred to the Vice President, who proves himself a double-dealing sneak and errant coward.  Mitch rescues a female hostage and falls in love.  A lot of people get their heads blown off by MP-5 submachine guns.  When at last the President is saved, he tells Mitch and his mates how much the country owes them.  The reply:  “I was just doing my duty.”  But where is the dastardly Aziz?  Unfortunately, it takes an epilogue to do him in.

            The prose is pedestrian, the plotting predictable, the characters comic strip, and the end long in coming.  (Author Tour)

Pub Date: July 6, 1999

ISBN: 0-671-02319-5

Page Count: 416

Publisher: Pocket

Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: June 1, 1999

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THE ONLY GOOD INDIANS

Jones hits his stride with a smart story of social commentary—it’s scary good.

A violent tale of vengeance, justice, and generational trauma from a prolific horror tinkerer.

Jones (Mapping the Interior, 2017, etc.) delivers a thought-provoking trip to the edge of your seat in this rural creature feature. Four young Blackfeet men ignore the hunting boundaries of their community and fire into an elk herd on land reserved for the elders, but one elk proves unnaturally hard to kill. Years later, they’re forced to answer for their act of selfish violence, setting into motion a supernatural hunt in which predator becomes prey. The plot meanders ever forward, stopping and starting as it vies for primacy with the characters. As Jones makes his bloody way through the character rotation, he indulges in reflections on rural life, community expectations, and family, among other things, but never gets lost in the weeds. From the beer bottles decorating fences to free-throw practice on the old concrete pad in the cold, the Rez and its silent beauty establishes itself as an important character in the story, and one that each of the other characters must reckon with before the end. Horror’s genre conventions are more than satisfied, often in ways that surprise or subvert expectations; fans will grin when they come across clever nods and homages sprinkled throughout that never feel heavy-handed or too cute. While the minimalist prose propels the narrative, it also serves to establish an eerie tone of detachment that mirrors the characters’ own questions about what it means to live distinctly Native lives in today's world—a world that obscures the line between what is traditional and what is contemporary. Form and content strike a delicate balance in this work, allowing Jones to revel in his distinctive voice, which has always lingered, quiet and disturbing, in the stark backcountry of the Rez.

Jones hits his stride with a smart story of social commentary—it’s scary good.

Pub Date: July 14, 2020

ISBN: 978-1-9821-3645-1

Page Count: 320

Publisher: Saga/Simon & Schuster

Review Posted Online: March 1, 2020

Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 15, 2020

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