This is not a very good novel. The characters are unpleasant and mostly uninteresting, the story is jumbled without being complicated or complex; the primary saving grace is the occasional extraordinarily well-turned phrase. It's pretty clear the author has things to say, but she's not really able to get out of her own way here--that's a pity, because I think I agree with much of what she's trying to say.
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The Fox by Frederick Forsyth
I've read a handful of Forsyth's novels, some from the 1960s, and it's nice to find some of his later work. This feels a bit s...

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