Where do I start? The title and subtitle? “Phantom Orbit: A Thriller”. There were “orbits”, and also the book is “a” something, so 50% credit, I guess. No clue what is ghostly about the orbit, though, and the only moment I was thrilled by this book was when I put it down.
Reading the acknowledgments, you would assume the technical details would be crackerjack. Ignatius claims all errors for himself; let us hope on behalf of US national security that he’s right about that. The technical errors are copious, and while they might pass muster with someone completely unfamiliar with space and GPS, they are laid bare to anyone who has looked up those topics on Wikipedia. I have to add that while I will assume that the author either doesn’t have knowledge of, or would not want to expose, the tradecraft of the US intelligence agencies, I would have liked something, shall we say, more believable on that front, too.
I could get past all that if there were any sort of plot. The characterizations are not in fact universally terrible, if somewhat superficial. But jiminy, I never knew you could have so many pages of an alleged thriller where nothing remotely interesting occurred. I was going to suggest that the book would have benefited from a better editor, but on reflection I suspect no editor in the world could make a decent story out of this.
Incidentally, I saw Ignatius speak in front of a crowd of the sort of people who populate his acknowledgements. He was interesting enough that I bought one of his books (which I haven’t read and I now think of as laying in wait for me, like a booby trap or a dangerous spider). I take this as a warning to people with access and charm and the ability to entertain for 20 minutes: maybe leave it at that.