Kill Me If You Can by James Patterson and Marshall Karp, copyright 2011, published by Grand Central Publishing
Plot: Dumbass steals diamonds and owners of such will stop at nothing to get the diamonds back.
What is there to say about a Patterson book except that it’s a Patterson. They’re fun and simple, the literary equivalent of cotton candy. Fluff. A lot of subterfuge on the part of Patterson in this book (or maybe that’s Patterson’s style and I haven’t read enough to recognize it). Holding back facts on characters and situations just so you can pop a zinger in later seems like cheating to me. Lay it all up front. My next complaint was the excess of sex. If these characters had sex this often, nothing would ever get done….except sex. I was looking for some light reading after A Thousand Lives and damn if I didn’t find it. James Patterson’s books are good for airplane flights (or delays).
Jack Reacher – 2012 – Directed by Christopher McQuarrie – based on Lee Child’s book “One Shot”
“When a gunman takes five lives with six shots, all evidence points to the suspect in custody. On interrogation, the suspect offers up a single note: ‘Get Jack Reacher!'”
Based on Lee Child’s “One Shot” from her Jack Reacher series, Tom Cruise purchased the film rights in order to showcase himself as Jack Reacher, an ex-military cop he doesn’t even slightly resemble. He’s too old and too self conscious of his “boyish good looks.” The plot has holes Tom could have driven his muscle cars through with ease. But my eyes didn’t start rolling uncontrolably until Jack Reacher strolls casually into a bar only to have every 20-something female stop and stare at….what? I’m sorry but a 20-something wouldn’t start at Jack Reacher unless she knew he was Tom Cruise and plush with cash. The last film I was able to stomach Cruise in was War of the Words. If however, you have a thing for guns and are interested in seeing how exponentially Rosamund Pike’s breasts have grown, check it out.
It’s a little hard to tell from this shot, but this woman should have no fear of drowning. . . . ever.
In conclusion, get the book “One Shot” from the library and save your money for some beer.