Title: Bad story. Bad style. Bad characterization. Bad book.
Product review: The story goes nowehere. The characters are all one-dimensional, and we're inexplicably supposed to feel sympathetic to a character who is a professional assassin (and also kills people without pay whenever they bother him). Gibson also overlays the assassin's actions with a patina of Taoist pop-psych worthy of the worst Hollywood scripts; any self-respecting Taoist ought to be insulted. The climax is insufferably lame -- as if a fight and a disaster somehow brought resolution. I also can't stand Gibson's style, which is like a mix of bad Hemingway and Discover magazine. Why's he so allergic to the verb "to be"?
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