THE RESURRECTIONIST by Thomas F. Monteleone

THE RESURRECTIONIST

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KIRKUS REVIEW

Faint retread of his last supernatural suspenser, The Blood of the Lamb (1992), again featuring a quasi-Jesus figure with the power of miracle. Monteleone shows us Maryland's presidential hopeful, senior Senator Thomas Flanagan, a 40ish, hypocritical adulterer with a movie-star mistress, a seeming Mr. Charisma whose ruthlessness undergoes an ennobling change after he receives the power to heal and even to raise the dead--not bad credentials for a Republican. That basic ploy might power a fair novel, but Monteleone chooses to cheapen everything with a villainous underground secret agency of the Pentagon bent on using Flanagan for its own rotten purposes. And as in the earlier work, in which the Vatican cloned a modern Jesus from Christ's blood in the Shroud of Turin, the Vatican Secret Service is back to fight the Pentagon assassins. This is not the story of homebound village healer Edgar Cayce. When Flanagan's Jumbo Jet goes down in the Everglades (a scene uncomfortably smacking of Rafael Yglesias's crash-classic Fearless), he finds himself raising the vastly damaged dead body of his campaign manager, Larry Constantino. In the Miami hospital they are both sent to, where Larry goes public with Tom's powers, Flanagan's change of character begins, as do visits from a telepathic figure. Flanagan soon falls for chief surgeon Dr. Estela Barrero, for whom he performs a healing on a boy dying of bone cancer--and all hell breaks loose in the media. Then Flanagan raises his quarterback son from the dead when he's killed during a nationally televised game. At that point Flanagan becomes an assassin's beanbag in a chase novel, and nothing of any originality takes place. Christ for comic strips.

Pub Date: Dec. 5th, 1995
Page count: 368pp
Publisher: Warner