Grisham’s imagination beats his reality
The Racketeer (Dell, 382 pages, $12) could be John Grisham’s most wildly implausible novel. The Virginia lawyer-turned-novelist admits in his author’s note that “almost nothing in the previous 380-odd pages is based on reality,” and he ain’t kidding. The story, which involves an incarcerated former attorney who gets himself sprung because (he says) he has vital information about the recent murder of a federal judge, is almost pure fantasy.
But it’s also pure entertainment. The story moves at a brisk clip, there are plenty of twists and turns (including one whopper of a surprise near the end) and the characters are lively.
Grisham has written plenty of good books that are based on real legal principles; this time he’s written a great one based on stuff he’s made up. More of these, please.