Title: Robert Ludlum meets Tom Clancy
Product review: I thought we'd all had enough of Jack Ryan (is he GOD by now?) in those paper thin cutout character clones that permeate Clancy's work. I also thought that we'd had enough of the mega conspiracy novels starring the (only millimeters thicker) Jason Bourne who seems to have identity crises without having an identity.Put this irregularly-paced (pacemaker required?) up against more thoughtful work by Le Carre or the brilliant Ian Rankin (Rebus) or even Michael Connely (Bosch) and it pales by comparison.The Da Vinci Code is shallow and pretentious, replete with leaps of untenable measure. It is uneven and unpolished as it moves from breathtaking (gasp) action through the doldrums of didactic lecturing and pseudo moral suasion.As with many works in this genre, it seems prepared for the inevitable Hollywood screenplay with fast-paced exciting (yawn) car chase scenes and cartoon-like characters.I'd rather spend an evening at the WWF thanks.
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