If women dressed as nuns disrobing and then running through the streets in order to detract attention from the bad guys whets your appetite, then Cym Lowell’s Jaspar’s War is the novel for you. This manly man’s thriller topped with some testosterone and a side of C 19 H 28 O 2 has male written all over it with characters such as Henre Tremont, “world-famous grand prix driver . . . who moved like a leopard, the result, perhaps, of Olympic quality gymnastics routines” (40-41), Nulandi, whose “life as a commando started at about age 12” (37), and Jason Brontus, U.S. Attorney for the Southern District of New York and “active Tae-Kwon-Do black-belt” (19). Hey, no complaints here. Even Lowell’s visual imagery in the form of simile definitely connotes a male perspective, “In the silence the burp of a mouse would have sounded like a lion’s roar in the jungle” (223). Kudos for originality . ..
The problems for me lie in the feminine presence in this read; Jaspar, an upper class housewife and mother in a short amount of time is transformed into a physically agile killer with an insatiable sexual appetite for the purposes of the mission despite the misfortunes surrounding her husband and children. I have difficulty believing this scenario despite my hub’s objections. Furthermore, I feel she was too slow in her connecting the pieces of the metaphorical puzzle.
In regards to grammatical errors, a comma splice on page 40, a split infinitive on page 136 missing the “to,” and awkward wording, “though with a new a cold set” (161) makes my toes curl and not in a good way.
For the purposes of book club, a visit to Chief Bearstrike through gustatory perception with roasted trout filets, baked cornbread, “sliced vegetables, hummus, and pita” (194) are sure to be a crowd pleaser.
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