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"I Am Pilgrim is simply one of the best suspense novels I've read in a long time." --David Baldacci, #1 New York Times bestselling author "A big, breathless tale of nonstop suspense." --Janet Maslin, The New York Times "The pages fly by ferociously fast. Simply unputdownable." --Booklist A breakneck race against time...and an implacable enemy. An anonymous young woman murdered in a run-down hotel, all identifying characteristics dissolved by acid. A father publicly beheaded in the blistering heat of a Saudi Arabian public square. A notorious Syrian biotech expert found eyeless in a Damascus junkyard. Smoldering human remains on a remote mountainside in Afghanistan. A flawless plot to commit an appalling crime against humanity. One path links them all, and only one man can make the journey. Pilgrim.… (more)
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Well, I didn’t get off to a great start with it, because something about it style of writing just didn’t agree with me. And then in chapter three someone was described as having an “Asian accent”, and that threw me out of the book as I wondered what
So right from the start I wasn’t enamored with this book. But it was my book club’s selection, and I had heard so many people say how great it was that I decided I had to keep reading.
And, apart from the obvious anti-Islam((all Muslims are extremists, that sort of thing)) slant of the novel I didn’t notice a huge amount more((he does describe Edmund Burke as British at one stage. He was Irish, but I suppose I’ll allow that as Ireland was part of the British Empire at the time)) , but then again maybe I just wasn’t paying a huge amount of attention, because this is a huge book filled with a huge amount of information and data that the reader doesn’t really need to know. I think maybe you could have edited half the detail out and it still would have worked. It reminded me a lot of Tom Clancy’s style of writing, where every last technical details must be described in way too much detail; and I’ve already read his ebola-terrorism story so maybe I just didn’t need another bioterrorism warning at the moment.
That being said, it is an easy read, if you skim those bits of needless data, which I did from time to time. I also skimmed some of the torture bits because I really don’t need to know how it feels to have my eyeballs cut out.
But that brings me to another issue with the book. The narrator. Or just who is telling the story. Because it starts out as a first person narrator, and then he is the one telling us all these other bits and pieces of the story as his investigation uncovers and reveals the truth, but that is just preposterous. How on earth could this narrator know even half of what his narration revealed. And every time I’d wonder that it would pull me out of the story.
So I guess I didn’t really enjoy this book all that much. It felt very much like I’d seen this book before and really, do we need another story where a brilliant white male loner saves the world from evil brown people. I’m not objecting to books about investigating terrorism and extremist groups, but maybe have a bit of nuance in your depiction of people rather than sunglasses on a woman are enough to turn you to the dark side1
There is supposed to be a sequel out at some point, but I can’t see myself picking that one up. As for the promised film adaptations, a whole series of films is the plan so I’ve read. Thats a doubtful hmmmm from me.
But while testing his virus on aid workers in Afghanistan, he pauses to phone up his kid sister in Turkey to ask how his child is doing (sis is posing as the child’s mother). The phone call leads the Americans to send in a crack agent code-named Pilgrim (whose genius is revealed early on when he explains that men, unlike women, would put beer into a fridge). The book’s limited humour focuses on a hotel manager whose English is imperfect. Pilgrim calls him “the professor”, telling a friend that he’s a professor of languages. Pilgrim’s knowledge of languages is so sophisticated (as is the author’s) that he reveals that the language spoken in Lebanon is — wait for this — Lebanese.
Pilgrim’s “legend” is that he’s an American agent (yes, that’s the cover story they came up with) sent to research an unrelated murder of a wealthy American (carried out by lesbian lovers). While searching for the person who the terrorist has phoned, the American is compelled to work with a female Turkish police officer who is — brace yourself — the terrorist’s sister! And he discovers this because in the recording of the phone call between Saracen and his kid sister, he hears an incredibly rare musical instrument being played, eventually finds the player, leading to a video recording that exposes the sister …
Need I go on? This book wins my award for worst-written, most bigoted and homophobic thriller I’ve read in a while. A sequel is coming out in 2021. I know that I for one will not be buying it.
I’ve always liked thrillers, whether in print or on screen. Two of my favorite espionage/terrorism TV shows are 24 and Homeland. They are majorly
The TV show 24 is like The Da Vinci Code. The novel is a textbook example of how a pure thriller works. All plot and fast. Suspense is driven by a relentless series of mysteries. As soon as one subsides, another one pops up. It’s like an ongoing rash, but good.
On the other hand, I Am Pilgrim reminds me of the show Homeland. I like this kind of thriller more. Less action. Deeper characters. More substance. You learn why the characters feel what they feel and do what they do. The plot is less intricate but still complex enough to be intruiging. The pace is slower, though in the second half of I Am Pilgrim, the speed really picks up.
The novel is tense. Plenty of foreshadowing tells you that something bad is going to happen. The interesting part is learning how the bad thing is going to happen. There are many surprises along the way. A few times I thought I called what was going to happen, only to be wrong later. In life I hate to be wrong (which happens more often than I care to admit), but this is the kind of being wrong that I will always welcome. Even when the book was nearly over, I kept fretting that something unexpected and bad was going to happen. A thriller does its job when I get all stressed out.
The technical details about the weapon that Terry Hayes, the author, put into the story are fascinating. I almost googled it until I thought the search might flag me as a terrorist. Some of the technical stuff could be a tad outlandish, but I lack the scientific knowledge to judge its accuracy, so it doesn't bother me. It sounds realistic enough. This is fiction, after all, built to entertain. I’m not one to nitpick novels as if they were manuals to launch a space shuttle. I’m happy to trade some realism for great drama.
My only, minor complaint is that the novel switches between two kinds of point of view: first person (the spy’s) and third person (the terrorist’s). Sometimes the first-person POV sounds oddly omniscient, like he knows too much. I would stick to third-person for the entire book. The consistency would make it a smoother read.
Overall, I Am Pilgrim is an engrossing, exciting read.
One first-person narrator carries the tale. He’s a man of mystery, a man who has done great and gruesome deeds for his country, and this novel doesn’t gloss over the pain of gunshot, torture or terror. But the writing is spare and powerful, with no gloating over human mystery.
At first introduction, he’s solving a crime scene, creating a new antagonist from clues, like a modern-day Sherlock Holmes. Soon the character he’s made is real, and the scene is set to believe a wealth of other third-person tales, told through his investigation. These stories never feel like unnecessary digressions, even as they multiply; they provide real insights into the worlds and desires of the people this pilgrim meets – which is what I meant by saying I Am Pilgrim contains a library of stories.
Every detail matters here. Every insight waits to be proven or shattered. Every coincidence bears its own consequence with unrelenting strength. And mistakes are just as deeply consequential as accidental successes, with just the right amount of foreshadowing to make it all seem real.
I Am Pilgrim is a long novel because it has to be, not because the writer set out to write long. It’s as tightly woven as a terrorist plot, as perfectly soluble as a Sherlock Holmes mystery, and as filled with world-spanning characters and insights as Lawrence of Arabia. It deserves all the accolades and bookstore displays it’s received. And I love it.
Disclosure: I delayed reading it because it was long. Now I’m wondering why I waited so long. I love this book.
The synopsis of this book sounded interesting, so I imagined a fast-paced thriller that would hold my interest throughout and keep me awake into the wee small
A woman is found murdered, face down in a bathtub of acid in a New York city hotel. Her teeth had been removed and the acid had eaten away her fingerprints and face, making identification of the body almost impossible. The room was sprayed with industrial disinfectant and wiped clean of fingerprints, destroying any and all forensic evidence. Enter Scott Murdoch (or Peter Campbell or Brodie Wilson, we never find out what his real name was) who had written a book on investigative procedures under the pen name of Jude Garrett. The crime scene is right out of his book, seemingly the perfect crime.
We get a little back story of Scott. Adopted by a wealthy family and given the best education possible, he did not seem to fit in and was always a loner. Possessed of high intelligence and great intuition, he was recruited by a covert branch of U.S. intelligence known as the Division. He quickly rose in the ranks and became the youngest director of the organization, known as the "Rider of the Blue." When the Division was dismantled, he tried to disappear and lead a "normal" life, but fate was not kind to Scott. All to soon he was brought back to the world he wanted to forget, and eventually the stakes were raised so high that it became an all or nothing proposition.
Meanwhile, half a world away in Saudi Arabia, a young boy watches his father beheaded in a public square for criticizing the royal family.The scene would be burned into his memory forever and set him on a path of retribution. At 16, he joined the muj in Afghanistan fighting the Soviet invaders, where he distinguished himself as a brave and noble fighter. The Saracen, as he would become known, was also extremely intelligent. When the war was over, he bought a fake death certificate and a new passport, taking on a completely different identity. He made his way to Lebanon where he attended and graduated medical school. He was then ready to begin his plan of retribution and devised a plan to devastate the United States and thus leave Israel and Saudi Arabia vulnerable.
The murder investigation becomes entwined with the terrorist plot, and Scott will have to use all of his skills to find the Saracen and stop the deaths of thousands of innocent lives. Thus the two loners are destined to meet. Two of the best for their individual causes, and only one would walk away.
I love how the book made use of everything. The old memories drudged up, the places visited, the murders, etcetera. They all came into play at some point during the events leading up to the climax Time seemed to stop for me as I neared the end of the book and the pages just kept turning. I looked at my clock and it was 4 am, but I still couldn't stop. The book was that good, and plausible too, which made it really scary. I found myself rooting for Scott, code named Pilgrim, as he was a character that it was hard not to like. As was said of him, "his heart was his weight." But I also felt for the Saracen. He was brave and brilliant, and if not for the terrible events of his childhood, he too could have been a great man. But they were destined to face off at the end in an epic game of chicken, and you'll have to read to find out who blinks first. Great book!!!
The novel suffers from an excessive amount of implausibility that detracts from completely enjoying it. It is difficult to accept that Saracen would have the level of molecular biological expertise and facilities required to successfully construct and maintain a deadly virus despite his background as a general medical doctor. His rationale for wanting to attack America is also hard to accept. Clearly he would have reasons to detest Saudi Arabia and, as a jihadist, America seems like a common target, but his extreme hatred seems to be a leap. Also, his plan seems to have been ill considered since he and his loved ones would be placed at risk. Latent images from mirrors and gold-digging murderers add some flavor and mystery ,but strain credulity.
So, I took it and, on the day before I left I began to read it and yes, yes just like almost every book that's ever been written it started off really, really well but during my 11hr flight things just got worse and worse and after landing I wished to hell I'd never asked for advise or recommendations and just gone and picked out a book at random because I was convinced it'd be a wiser choice than this terrible read. I even met people whilst I was away who had read this tripe and not only that there children had too and they all revved about it all of them! each and everyone of them.
So, how come its not for me? Well, in short its just an awful read full of little bursts of good writing and then longer and longer bouts of just sheer dross there's one chapter yes one whole chapter where he lands at an airport collects his luggage and then leave in a taxi. Yes, that's it! But Holey-Moley, he spent a whole chapter telling me almost foot-by-foot how it was and what he heard and saw or more likely what he thought he heard or saw. It goes on and on like that with little blips of real story line and larger sections telling you of his background and who he knows and why he knows them. This book is awful! Truly, truly awful.
There's nothing wrong with except it is 400 pages too long and written for half wits. I'd say that it is written by a computer program but I used to be a programmer and it would be insulting to the profession to suggest
I'm sure that when Elon Musk writes a program to create novels they will be a lot better than this. It is a throwback to the 70s and 80s and airport novels in that it is big and you can buy it at airports but it is not as well written as those old books.
Sorry to be so negative but you will gain nothing from reading this book. I have no idea how it got such good ratings and reviews.
I gave it 2 stars for fooling lots of people
Also, it got really tiring constantly having the narrator explain things that I had already assumed were
Not one of my favorites, for sure. I will save the next 'sweeping-thriller' for a Dan Brown type book, those are more my speed!
It is not often that one can suggest that a book would be better if it had been three hundred pages shorter, but that seems to apply here!
The story has plenty of suspense and will keep you engrossed until the very end.
Also, it got really tiring constantly having the narrator explain things that I had already assumed were
Not one of my favorites, for sure. I will save the next 'sweeping-thriller' for a Dan Brown type book, those are more my speed!
So much for the praise. Now the critique.
You can tell that author Terry Hayes is a screenwriter; the book is structured like a TV mini-series. The story is told in short
There are many lapses in logic, particularly at the beginning. It is kind of hard to buy into some of these, but if you suspend reason they can be little more than irritants. The only lapse I find I cannot suspend reason with is the denouement - the villain of the story (the Saracen) is created so effectively that - if one accepts the characterization - it seems unlikely that he would fall victim to Pilgrim's trap.
Pilgrim (the story's hero) is perhaps the weakest part of the whole book. Hayes seems to go out of his way to make Pilgrim a contrived character - the best spy to ever go undercover. The spy's spy. The cold-hearted, emotionless beast with a soft heart. The character is not believable - not one tiny bit. Of course, this is the writer who wrote the screen play for Road Warrior and the character Mad Max Rockatanski, so I guess we should expect him to create the kind of character it's not likely anyone could be in reality.
Suspend belief, and this is an exceptionally entertaining book. Don't suspend belief, and this is still an exceptionally entertaining book that you find hard to swallow.
Certainly, it came close to being so good. The underlying
The story suddenly moves to Saudi Arabia, with the arrest and subsequent public execution of an ordinary man who had, apparently, chanced to offer injudicious criticism of the Royal Family. Overheard by a state informer, this led to him being arrested at work, bundled away in a van and then, after having been held in solitary confinement while urged to sign a confession to his unspecified acts of treason, he was publicly beheaded. His family are allowed to decamp to Bahrain, where his fourteen year old son seeks to become a jihadi, sworn to undermining and attacking Western decadence. I wasn’t quite sure why the acts of apparently despotic regime under the house of Saud led him to swear such undying enmity towards the infidel West. I assume my attention must have lapsed, ground down by the sheer weight of verbiage. It is not often that one can suggest that a book would be better if it had been at least three hundred pages shorter, but that seems to apply here!
By a huge coincidence, as I neared the end of the book this morning I heard a programme on BBC Radio 4 hosted by Mark Lawson (one of my favourite arts broadcasters, and one whose own novels I have heartily enjoyed and whom I sorely miss from his former slot on Front Row), which was considering the way in which the nature of television programmes has changed to encompass the merging new platforms through which we access them. The growing predomination of streaming services such as Netflix and Amazon prime has led to a growing tendency to binge watch series, which in turn has led to the introduction of regular cliff-hangers. One of the people on the programme suggested that this approach was having an impact on the nature of books, and particularly thrillers. Lawson cited this particular book as an example of how people have started to binge read, which has led to novels becoming unnecessarily overlong, with the introduction with almost metronomic regularlity of a new twist, not to enhance the story but merely for the purposes of spinning the book out. One of the contributors made a very telling point about thrillers written by the likes of Graham Green and his contemporaries who were publishing during the Second world War and period of austerity that followed it, during which paper was rationed. They mastered the art of writing an absorbing thriller, but keeping it down to between two and three hundred pages. Obviously I am not advocating a maximum page limit, and some very long recent novels have been simply marvellous, whether despite or even perhaps because of their length (Donna Tartt’s The ~Goldfinch leaps particularly to mind), but I do wonder whether some writers set great store simply upon the number of pages they can fill.
In this first person thriller, we follow Pilgrim (for we really don't know his real name) as he searches for a killer who cleaned up a murder in NYC too well. In
The only reason I knocked it a half star was because the book should have switched between first and third person. In fact, it almost does as we get details of what some of the antagonists are doing...but every now and then author Terry Hayes will pop in a first person reference ("I" or "me," for example) that begs the question of how our protagonist knows all this. I can't really elaborate more on this point without giving anything away, but the few times this happened it was a bit jarring. But this is a minor criticism. The book is incredible!