Anyone who has seen The American with George Clooney will
not recognize this book. The opposite is also true. They are very different.
The book is literate the movie is entertaining unless you like car crashes and
piles of bodies dripping gore in which case you will be bored .
I have to say after watching The American I wanted to read
this book. Half way through there were a few high spots but I am not going to
lie I was bored. The book is basically a biography told by the character examines
where he lives how he lives and what he does to survive.
The main character and occupation are revealed in bits and
pieces, slowly, almost like creating a mosaic or jigsaw, although, as he
repeatedly states, much of it may be untrue in order to hide his location and
identity.
That way the story tells the characters history even though
technically “nothing” happens in the book we find out about his love for
butterflies and his let's say, morally-questionable career. The novel is a
beautifully-written insight into his philosophy and thinking, and, indeed, his
whole way of life.
The novel is one man looking back on his life but also the story of a man falling in love with this part of Italy, as much as the young woman he meets there.
I found the main character tiresome, especially all the
nonsense about how he cannot divulge anything personal because then we could
find him. At points I was
“Ok Mr. Butterfly. You are a dangerous, careful man, with
many secrets. You're kind of cool. But let's move it along, shall we? Enough
with the melodrama about your importance to history & the scenic tours of
rural Italy. “
I found the book rather dull, and that is a shame. This is
the first Martin Booth novel that I've read but it certainly won't be the last
one. I don’t think he is a bad writer I just don’t think this book was for me I
would give it 2 stars on a scale of 5.
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